Breathe On Me

Breathe On Me

A Poem by poeticweaver

Celestial whispers caress wanton earlobes,

as mother earth grounds me with simple songs to sing.

So my emerald eyes gaze into cotton clouds,

I dream symphonies soaring upon angel wings.

 

People ponder on prophetic visions of worlds,

when I slumber peacefully, I wish a soft kiss.

While thoughts meander between paradise and here,

my heart flutters cobalt fantasies such as this.

 

Breath of inspiration, heal me in hopeful tune,

from early dawn of dew, till sweet lavender moon.

 

Breathe on me.

© 2011 poeticweaver


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Wow, I totally adore your most stunning and captivating words, clouds do look like cotton, I've always called them cotton balls, the way they get so puffy at times, I adored your wonderful imaginary and your words left me feeling so in awe, brilliant writing my so very sweet friend xoxo

Posted 11 Years Ago


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PS you'll have to post some more over here, smiles

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow, I totally adore your most stunning and captivating words, clouds do look like cotton, I've always called them cotton balls, the way they get so puffy at times, I adored your wonderful imaginary and your words left me feeling so in awe, brilliant writing my so very sweet friend xoxo

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

exquisite writing. this is breathtaking..the flow is incredibly smooth and your images lift the spirit...just gorgeous...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

poeticweaver

11 Years Ago

Thank you once again for your wonderful review. Much Love Lady Sue~

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