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

2 comments:

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

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

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