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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Going into my library 📚🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you so much.That is quite a statement.
Nothing to it mate. I like, I get. 🤩🕊️🙏🏻 (watch this space for further word or even a poem or two.. who knows)
Entrancing and mesmerizing it drifts and carries one on a journey to another place more ethereal than here. A lovely write
Thank you for your kind comments.Always appreciated
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