In the beauty of this majestic place,
I almost cried,
cause I wished you were here,
so our souls could converse
without the need for words,
as each miraculous, melodious moment
flows to the next,
like this aromatic river,
the end of which we call a mouth
because it speaks to us;
I only want to go where you’re going
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Absolutely brilliant stuff! Keep it up and thanks for sharing
Thank you so much. I shall try, if only to please you ❤
'as each miraculous, melodious
moment
flows, to the next
like this aromatic river, the end of which
we call a mouth
because
it speaks to us;'
that depicted yearning is worded fingertip, tangible
I can't help and recall
my own regretted, failed opportunities
and that repressed ache, stirring awake
like it all happened yesterday...
thanks for sharing, dear poet
Oh no I hope it didn't bring up too many painful recollections of past heartache. I meant it as a positive - that one beautiful moment flows into the next and sometimes they converge and it's all part of the journey downriver. Anyway, I'm being terribly romantic at the minute I know 🖤
A truly beautiful poem Reb. You capture what it is to be in love perfectly.
Thank you so much ❤
Although I haven't fully admitted to being in love yet. It's a secret between you, me and whoever else reads these poems 😉
absolutely beautiful write, feelings i haven't been able to put into words
Thanks so much ❤
Words can be poor tools for conveying our feelings sometimes, but we keep writing anyway xx
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