A Close Moment

A Close Moment

A Poem by Beka
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I hope you can see the scene.

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Hold my hand

Lean close to me

Brush my hair away

It starts soon

I close my eyes

I feel the warmth

it dances around me

I feel the breeze

kissing me softly

The soft earth on which we sit

a top a hill

I smile to myself

 I feel it getting darker

I open my eyes

Orange

Yellow

Red

Pink

A beatiful spectrim

I feel your hand

Softly squeese mine

I smile more and look away

and into your eyes

And they smile back

What a beautiful sunset.

 

© 2008 Beka


Author's Note

Beka
I'm sure by now you all know that I can't spell........

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The imagery was good and yes i did see it well. These moments in life are not always appriciated by most. Yet here a young artist took the time to not only see the beauty in the moment but capture it in words to share with many. NIce work !

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nicely done. I like the way you worded it as well.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hey hunn! I can't spell. Don't worry so much about it, but I do have to say this poem sound like the weekend I had. I got to go see my best guy friend and well you never know! How much you hold out for them not to see, but he knows me way to well for me to do that. SOoo Until you look into they eye, hold their hand at night. It something we all need, I thought this writing was sooo beautiful and magical. There a just one things but I don't know if that the way your poem goes. Some of the letters are not in CAPs. but again I'm not sure. Thank you so much. I felt that you wrote this to brighten up everyone and You put a smile on my face! Thank you for your wonderful gift..!!! Please send me more of your writings. You need to get a book going. So I can buy it right away!!!Yes, a book!!lol

Such amazing words you write. Keep it up girl!!

Much lov n respect,
Anna

Posted 16 Years Ago



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