Come lie with me
hold me close . . .
don't explore
Be still
Shut out all sounds
of the world;
close your eyes
. . .Inhale
Exhale. . .
Feel my warmth
my love . . .
Touch my face;
taste my lips
Our tongues dance
to the sounds of Debussy;
our hands wander . . .
Our souls meet;
you are inside
Don’t leave, yet --
don't stop;
don't move
. . .Inhale
Exhale. . .
We wake
to the sounds of Debussy;
you never left . . .
or even moved
- Author: Alta H Mabin (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 20th, 2019 00:06
- Category: Love
- Views: 44
Comments4
Et tu ma Claire de Lune?
Lovely loving words to one of my fav classic composers.
mmm that morning dance to Golliwogs Cakewalk perhaps?
Thank you, Dusk arising. Oh, yes! Claire de Lune... all of them.
This one took my breath away! Thanks for the 'inhale...exhale' lines!
So thrilled you enjoyed this one. Thanks so much for reading my work.
What a great way to go to sleep and then awake - - -and all beside a loved one .
Oh, yes absolutely. Thanks for reading, Fay.
A good write Alta.
I'm on my way.......! heehee. Get some of Deb's music out. Very un-cultured there, calling him Debs. Should I called Beethoven 'Beet'?
Wish I would shut up sometimes. lol.
Ha Ha, you never fail to make me smile. Deb's, Beet all the same to me. Yeah, hurry up...
I might swoon if I do make it there to you! lol.
Ha Ha...x
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