come, My Love, and dream with me
neath a sacred pewter moon
where we exist only in the “now”
pains of our past are passed
and cryptic future comes too soon
dream deep, dream well, My Love
and do not stir or wake until
the deepest caverns of our souls
with purest love we’ve filled
until I’ve kissed away your grief
and met with mine your passion sweet
until wax candles burn and flow
down to nothing in pink dawn’s glow
‘til lovers’ shadows dance then slip away
with midnight to meet the sun
until we’ve laughed and loved all night
and though hours become one
and when you wake in morning light
my scent shall linger on your pillow still
the fire of my kisses yet burn your skin
my memory all your fantasies fill
so dream with me for dreams are free
and we will live our dream.....until
So beautiful. I just wish I had the energy to do all you wrote about. I'm afraid I'd be asleep before Letterman was through. But you write love and romance poems so well. Lovely. Liz
This is quite beautifully done up in a loving pkg. Belle
Love it!
May all this reaching out, and all your DREAMS come TRUE!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple PaSSion Lady Shexooo
"...so dream with me for dreams are free." I love this line for with love sometimes that is all we can truly share and the sad realization of that is we can only survive if we do dream...
Lovely write of tender romance and powerful passion La Belle as always.
hugs
fee
Hello La Belle,
Sighhhhh "My Love"!! I Love The Sound Of Those Words & So Perfectly Spoken In This Heart Of Love's Depth Poem You Have Penned!
Very Beautiful & Very Romantic & Sensual Too :)
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Dear Belle, your craft has deepened considerably since I last perused your work. This piece has an accomplished classical feel, excellent meter and rhyme. It captivates the mind quickly with scintillating depth of tender yet sorrowful passion - and all passion is indeed rooted in sorrow.
I salute you for a fine work Belle.
I think you'd enjoy the work of Mrs. Felicia Hemans. Look her up - email me if you have trouble - she's fantastic and this work of your reminds me of her - a high compliment.
The ghost will leave a concave dent in the pillow, the nostrils willsmell her scent, and he will not open his eyes and shater the dream...he would laid there with his eyes close...until.
When Sophie Bayles inadvertently ruins a young man’s chance for employment, she sets out to find him a new position. Even though he doesn’t want her to.
Zara’s Bois:
When the powers-that-be make the decision to return a selfish party-girl to Earth on three missions of redemption, can romance and mayhem be far behind? One hot and trendy gay nightclub, two bickering angels and three unlikely p
Love it!
May all this reaching out, and all your DREAMS come TRUE!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple PaSSion Lady Shexooo
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Lovely write of tender romance and powerful passion La Belle as always.
hugs
fee
Sandie Angel :o)
Dave.
This is a GORGEOUS gift - your perfect words of emotion; the image; the midi; well done -
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Sighhhhh "My Love"!! I Love The Sound Of Those Words & So Perfectly Spoken In This Heart Of Love's Depth Poem You Have Penned!
Very Beautiful & Very Romantic & Sensual Too :)
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Newfie hugs, Rose
Dear Belle, your craft has deepened considerably since I last perused your work. This piece has an accomplished classical feel, excellent meter and rhyme. It captivates the mind quickly with scintillating depth of tender yet sorrowful passion - and all passion is indeed rooted in sorrow.
I salute you for a fine work Belle.
I think you'd enjoy the work of Mrs. Felicia Hemans. Look her up - email me if you have trouble - she's fantastic and this work of your reminds me of her - a high compliment.
Be blessed.
Keith
Georg