Open Poetry #40 |
A Dreamers Delight |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
The eyes, Of the wind, Where her hair wrestles, With each strand that shadows her forehead. Where beds stand, I dream, Dream so high, The ceiling never seemed as low. Words become verbs, As we stare at one another, Without a moments notice. The days are never long, As my dreams, Await my descent into its cloudy mystique. The kiss, My sanctuary, Where my life is defined, As her feet touch mine, Arm to arm, Fingers intertwined, The dream of a million breathes, Without a single word to divide. My eyes awake to the kiss that awaits. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
May your delightful dreams be a reflection of your reality! Written with such a sweet and tender touch. EA |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Yes, it must be a true delight when the end of the dream combines with the beginning of reality in perfect harmony. Lovely! Love, Margherita |
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MyEnchanted_Melody Senior Member
since 2001-05-30
Posts 1106across the land of dreams. In your heart, I'd always be. |
A true dream that delights... You have penned it well and with such silky softness that you make us dream as well. Thank you |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
impressive write nice to read |
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