Tender lips of cherry wine gently pressed against mine. Creating my key-locked vowed to another heart a piercing of love's dart. Sending my fragile emotions into a human quake, as I approach the vivid moment where I suddenly become awake. The passions dream smoldering in my mind relentlessly reminding me, a dreamers love is simply difficult to find.
maybe that's why I can't ever remember my dreams... Your poem. It's sad, but true, but that combination pleases me, you know. Not that sadness pleases me, what I mean is reading it does. I'll be looking for more like this one.
I am speechless, never have I had so many responses to a poem. It sends the emotions soaring to great heights. I thank each and everyone of you for first of all reading what I write, and second for taking the time to give your comments.This is a wonderful home away from home. Thanks again all of you!