Quivering inside my dreams are elaborate colors that dance on my tongue.........
The bond between us does not quite speak to the stars as precious carvings but as seeds of happiness. Here you see me in thought rearranging reflections inside a message held in glass.
Far away I hold my breath then let it out to chase dream-filled sleep. Soft sighs escape streaming through the night in shells of kisses moving ultimately to form this lovely smile I keep.
Quivering inside my dreams are elaborate colors that dance on my tongue. I taste them as whispers of you. The bond between us does not quite speak to the stars, but here in my dreams is sung.
Beautiful!!!
Far away I hold my breath
then let it out to chase dream- filled sleep.
Soft sighs escape
streaming through the night
in shells of kisses
moving ultimately to form this lovely
smile I keep.
I loved the art work to me the words just slide right inbetween all else you have a beautiful force that just leaps off the page and touches your reader. it is Passion...yes shear passion
Everything about this work speaks of beauthy my friend id expect nothing less your work to me always has that calming effect the teller of dreams and poet of passion cheers Gonzo
A marvelous addition to your already magnificent list if lovely poems. I love how it ends though. For some reason it was peaceful and filled me with peace.
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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