What is it like my love? Feeling and seeing the world in colors
Cause I only see black and white,but not dark and light,it s dark and grey,like skies that were never touched by the warmth of the sun
And maybe I was never touched with warmth only with lust and anger,sometimes love but oh...
Can you please remind me how it feels to be touched by love? Hug and kiss me one last time, love me and make me think of you only for this night
Hold me only for a moment till you again tell me to leave
Because maybe and just maybe if all of those are long enough then it would be enough for a lifetime and more
I sometimes miss the way I saw the stars in your eyes knowing well that in mine were tears and not the moon so I couldn t complete you once again
I failed you my love I m sorry but I always fail someone so how is it different for last time.
I m sorry I miss you I just want to feel your love again but this time please just without the hurt
Give me your day and I promise,i swear I ll give you my life time
Just do all the things again so I can remember us as whole.
So in the end...what is it like my love? Seeing the world in colors? Because right now I just think the moon is beautiful isn't it
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Really like this
I know editing is like cutting off a limb Feel greater impact by stopping at
Because maybe and just maybe if all of those are long enough then it would be enough for a lifetime and more
Then end with final verse
What do you think?
That s a really good idea actually, but the moon is beautiful isn't it means I love you
That s a really good idea actually, but the moon is beautiful isn't it means I love you
To me that is cryptic in the poem
Do you want to make it explicit?
Yeah sure,I'd love to
I am pleased that you are receptive to edit Here is my offering with explicit love moon metaphor
What is it like my love? Feeling and seeing the world in colors
Cause I only see black and white,but not dark and light,it s dark and grey,like skies that were never touched by the warmth of the sun
And maybe I was never touched with warmth only with lust and anger,sometimes love but oh...
Can you please remind me how it feels to be touched by love? Hug and kiss me one last time, love me and make me think of you only for this night
Hold me only for a moment till you again tell me to leave
Because maybe and just maybe if all of those are long enough then it would be enough for a lifetime and more
So in the end...what is it like my love? Seeing the world in colors? Because right now I just think the moon I love encompasses your beauty.
Beautiful isn't it?
The moon
so well expressed
enjoyed
Dahlia
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