Friday, April 4, 2014

I lay beside you

My streams of romance

Are lost within my conscience

With memories of you

I touch the water
and see your reflected face
Kiss the drifting weed

We splash in heaven
And embrace in paradise
I have not lost you

I breathe in your hair
Where is the summer of love?
Where is our passion?

I lay beside you
Warm body of my delight 
Renewing the streams


  1. As I read I pictured the Ophelia and love can be preserved..and remembered..a romantic and wistful start to Sunday..

  2. I imagined a painting, like a Monet painting.. colourful/summery but dreamy too.