Disciplined breezes send notes
That drift through tunnels of our hearts
Tilting our heads we
Like enchanted lovers
Anticipate the next musical sigh
That weave emotions of our past
Into airless melodies that dance
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Author:
Lorna (
Offline) - Published: July 31st, 2025 05:33
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Beautiful this poem drifts through the mind like a fragrance in the air
Hello, Lorna,
'Music is the breath of life' and you have proved it here with your beautiful poetic portrayal. A mellow verse, as it should be.
Kind regards,
Tony.
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