Be my June, when time moves slow,
Like sunsets that take their time to go.
When warm winds gently call your name,
And I feel it echo inside mine.
Walk with me where rivers seem to dream,
Under moonlight that softly shines.
Its light feels smooth against the skin,
Like cream poured gently, pure and thin.
Hold me like the sea holds the shore—
Leaving, returning, wanting more.
Let the stars stop to hear our song,
And stay with me… where we belong.
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Author:
Nandu sri (
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Comments5
Some really good lines (Walk with me where rivers seem to dream,) very nice.
Thank you 😊
Most welome
My friend, this has such a soft, steady grace to it. The images move like water...easy, gentle, and full of feeling. Wonderful job. Welcome to MPS...looking forward to more. 🌹👏
Thank you 😊
Great write
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You're welcome
A lovely write with some wonderful lines, enjoyed the read
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You are very welcome
A very good love poem. I enjoyed every word.
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