in the fading twilight we walked
darkness fell upon us
shadows closed about us
in the dimness before light
the sun set, the moon yet
to arise, the stars yet
to glow, the shadows danced
to know, the darkness was anew
we held each other entranced
the shadows fell upon us
as darkness walked on us
we ran for a window glow
into the fading twilight
we ran laughing
the night fell from the sky
the only light
was the fading afterglow
we felt a breeze in our faces
the wings of fright flapped
rushing us into shadows
the light from the window
played upon our minds
like phantom time
the moon appeared to our delight
the shadows slipped further
from our minds out of
sight
the stars winked at us
the light enveloped us
in the cloudless formless
night
reveling at our plight
we giggled at our fright
kissed passionately
in the corners of our hearts
from our eyes emerged
in fading twilight
a thought
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
in the corners of our hearts"...beautifully done
or of a dream?
sketched dreamish?
very dreamy
This is a dreamy, wonderful flowing poem!
Hugs,
Maria
Flows nicely.
I keep saying that over and over, but darn, it surely does.
~E