Image by Iva Hotko
There is a place
I don't dare to go,
where desire dwells,
and would swallow me whole.
It’s a whisper,
a tender breeze,
a promise of what could be.
There is only so much
the heart can take,
so I leave it to the dawn
to take it away.
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Author:
Iva Hotko (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 14th, 2023 13:08
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Comments1
The whole poem is a whisper, polished and complete.... complete, that is, with the picture. I'd like to see more...
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I'm a hobby photographer and my photos usually inspire my writing.
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