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rebmasters

Black velvet shirt
on soft soft skin;
breathing you in.
Bright red wine scars
& the sound of your voice
singing along
to sad sad songs.
Hands tangled in my hair;
wish they would forever rest there.

The warm, shallow water;
afraid to tread deeper;
who knows what we’ll find there
in your sweet stare.

You let me into your eyes now,
to bask in green, gold, brown,
like the trees where I found
your wandering spirit;
ethereal,
unreal,
the one
who knows my shy secret

  • Author: rebmasters (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 17th, 2021 03:06
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  • Caring dove

    Beautiful words 🙂

    • rebmasters

      Thank you ❤️❤️

    • L. B. Mek

      what an exquisitely worded first stanza
      simply beautiful! a great read
      thanks for sharing, dear poet
      'Black velvet shirt, on soft
      soft skin: breathing you in.
      Bright red wine scars
      & the sound of your voice
      singing along
      to sad sad songs.
      Hands tangled in my hair
      wish they would forever
      rest there.'

      • rebmasters

        Thank you 🖤. I'm always trying to capture those precious moments in time in the hopes of prolonging them I suppose.

      • Thekkinkkattil

        Nice words . A good read

        • rebmasters

          Thank you ❤️

        • dusk arising

          Well expressed, the abstract of those quiet shared moments when love is new and knowing mutual.
          A very gentle piece with great depth.

          • rebmasters

            Yes! Wish it could be new forever... although of course that's not how it works. Thank you for your kind words x



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