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the night is too early for love
but you are nice to me
even asking for the first kiss
i could not see your expression
through the mist
until your green eyes
bubbling forth like seafoam
searched inside me
for
truth.

Reviews

[Neville]

You seem to have captured not only a moment, but also the sadness and accompanying insights that which it both exudes and encapsulates. This then is another dream of a poem and I am both saddened and proud to have been the first to dare comment upon its literary beauty....AGT's N