Hands to Heart

Little steps, hic-up beat

promenading forceful feet

little toes, red ,red rose

softly staying, forever foes

little hands, hold the light

breathless whispers into the night

little chest, intake the air

breathing mist of only care

little fingers, dance of fire

clasping things of no desire

little, little, black walls fall

great big heart wins it all

Reviews

[Devanshu Rajput]

A magnificiant piece...that's all i can say...

[Holly Mason]

thank you so much ....truly

[SyberRose]

A lovely write indeed...delightful...Rose:)

[Holly Mason]

Thank you fine Rose*)

[Belle]

I love the word play. Very interesting.
Indeed,

sometime poem
can mean a little
sometime more
yet
stimulus of words alone
can win some attention.

Reading your poem is a pleasurable way to spend this night. Thank you for sharing.

[Holly Mason]

thank you for your review...truly
I thank you more for the pleasurable way to spend this night...that is a great write in itself!*)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is very interesting...still wrapping my head around it, but love the wording...love the momentum that builds within it.

[Holly Mason]

well then we are even ...I am to the point that when I wake up everyday..I look forward to reading what you have put out...my daily mind wake up, absorb the words, moments ....and I love it
thank you fine sir

[Stella Armour]

absolutely gorgeous ....

[Holly Mason]

thank you very lovely thing to say, truly