Slowdance

FredPeyer

Time, a distant memory

Seeing the Universe

Reflected in your eyes

We dreamily slowdance

Behind the waterfall

Oblivious to reality

Lost in our togetherness

Swaying with our own

Rhythm of love

Within misty clinging

Feelings of tenderness

Two separate bodies

Fused into one

Soft lips moistened

By united breath

Our hearts singing

A song only we can hear

 

And on we dance…

  • Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 29th, 2018 00:45
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 30
  • User favorite of this poem: Adam Shirley.
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Comments7

  • Adam Shirley

    Such a beautiful poem. Your poem brought me to the past and I was in tears, amazing.

    • FredPeyer

      Thank you Adam! So sorry about the tears!

    • Goldfinch60

      Dance on Fred as we will always do, we will meet you on the dance floor.

      • FredPeyer

        Thanks so much Goldie! Wanna meet on the dance floor? Just make it a nice walze, and I will be happy!

      • orchidee

        A fine write Fred - maybe swoony for me! lol.

        • FredPeyer

          orchie, you can swoon right along! Easy, just hold on to her and swoon away!

        • Lorna

          Swaying to the music one more time!

          • FredPeyer

            Thanks Lorna, not 'one more time', all the time, right into eternity!

            • Lorna

              Wouldn't that be nice!

            • Michael Edwards

              Keep dancing Fred but don't stop writing beauties like this.

              • FredPeyer

                Thanks Michael, I can use the breaks between numbers to write!

              • Christina8

                Absolutely beautiful to read, Fred! I could see it in my mind as I read.

                • FredPeyer

                  Thank you Christina, imagination is a beautiful thing!

                • dusk arising

                  Slow dancing, touching bodies knowingly blending into relaxed familiarity of such well known heat and relaxation of passions expressed and yet to come. Envious of you. Superb writing.

                  • FredPeyer

                    Thank you, da! High praise indeed!



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