SZERETLEK CHRISTINA

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

A poet waits patiently
As the cold night it bites
By the Danubius fountain
In Engels Square at midnight.

Only the stars
Observing from high
Give a faint glittering light
From their perch in the sky.

Christina, Christina ...
Bring your heart to me
For my fingers are frozen
My words I cant see.

The angels that sit
About fountains rim
Give smiles of approval
As she rushes to him.

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Comments +

Christina8 March 3rd, 2023 07:13
I think this is a very sweet poem. Of course I am partial to the name Christina..lol. Beautifully done!
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 4th, 2023 15:38
  many thanks it means a lot
L. B. Mek March 3rd, 2023 07:16
a wonderful poem, thanks for sharing
(one word for I love you
testimony, to a country
rich in cultural heritage)
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)March 5th, 2023 06:48
  as always many thanks

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