Love will sit on the doorstep like a white panther, resting.
Staring at you, making you smile that special smile,
You will become a beautiful bird, wanting and singing.
The terror that comes from wishing will help to beguile.
Hurrying to the open door when your partner arrives,
You will open their arms like a charming birthday present.
Enchanting lights in the dark night sky will transform your lives,
And the distant sound of soft music beckons contentment.
Soon the white panther will depart without making a sound,
You will return to the green cliffs above a sea of blue,
And fall back from the edge and embrace the genuine ground,
With only the exquisite ghost of your love to save you.
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David Wakeling (
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Excellent
Thank you
You're welcome
That love will always be there for you David.
Andy
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A most interesting concept, the ghost of love, makes one ponder. I love when a new thought comes in a poem. Very creative.
Thank you so much for your insight
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