Moonlight Falling on your face Tender flights Untamed Questioning the dark Sweet refrain I guessed The questions Obscured In subtle thoughts And quiet flowers Grew Sifting through stone Wondering Restless and alone Embracing moments of tossed benevolence The length of the sky Intrigued me tonight And I confused Wondered where to turn To my left- your eyes To my right- your face Behind me- memories of time
I thought your poem was beautiful in a haunting sort of way. The dark can play tricks with our eyes but certainly not in our minds. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
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I thought your poem was beautiful in a haunting sort of way. The dark can play tricks with our eyes but certainly not in our minds. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Be always safe,
Karen