Naida -The love of my waning years.

Trenz Pruca

You are the bright light
hiding dark shadows,
the moon that reveals
silent hidden paths.

 

With your arms around me
fear stalls and fails away 
and fortune fills my dreams.

 

No yesterday’s memories
nor tomorrow’s dreams remain, 
only your breath on my neck

 

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Comments2

  • Goldfinch60

    Yesterday has passed, tomorrows not here yet so each moment is so precious in that breath on your neck.

    Andy

  • L. B. Mek

    brilliant!
    who says that intricate halted-breath intimacy, is just for the young
    what a defiant statement you've penned, dear poet
    tantalising words of wholesome sensuality, smashing that stereotype
    into judgmental realms of ignorance's, obscurity:
    'fear stalls and fails away '
    'only your breath on my neck'..



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