I could have called her, or simply turned up at her condo. We would have gone for dinner. Her eyes would have sparkled, and we would have made love... before I left her empty-handed
My eyes wide open – sleepless silence night
I know you live not far
Memories, too sweet to be forgotten
Are boiling in my heart
I wish I could touch your sweet silver lips
As deep inside reigns childish love
In truth I cannot see you- it might hurt too much
Dear, You’re dwelling beyond the barbed-wire fence
Maybe the same mind-craft which builds conceptual barbed-wire fences also fashions those intricate bottles whithin which fragrances are held. And maybe one same heart-craft makes both disappear, letting the fragrance free.
What a marvelous poem this is, dear Frank!
Alexandra*
Memories bring forth yearning...how bitter-sweet the emotion...how exquisite the poem because it touches on something deep within each of us - of most of us, anyway.
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What a marvelous poem this is, dear Frank!
Alexandra*
oh those barbed wire fences!
Gina
Love & Light,
Joseph
Enjoyed this much, Franz!
Regis
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)