dreaming

dreaming

A Poem by Stephen Bell

I held her hand
In a dream I had
as we lay down on the beach
I looked in her eyes
She looked in mine
As the water washed our feet
The wind was still
The sun shone down
As we drank that rose wine
My eyes came to
The room was dark
And again she was out of reach.

© 2020 Stephen Bell


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I love your writing, specifically this. Simple yet very touching,, =)

Posted 9 Years Ago


This squeezes my heart ... so sad to want something so much that your mind plays tricks ... nice write love

Xxx
SR

Posted 9 Years Ago


Ooh... it's quiet deep but full of romance & the strong peaceful feelings of heart. Nice poetry!

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on December 24, 2014
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Stephen Bell
Stephen Bell

Glasgow, United Kingdom



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Hi. I'm 23 years old and my recent employment working nightshift has allowed me an opportunity to try my hand in writing. I am mainly doing this for my own amusement however I am still curious to see .. more..

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