I breathe in your
scent
And dare to touch
your soft skin
You lower your
eyes
We should not
have met
But disdain the
punishment
We surely deserve
I stroke your lithe
arms
As you shudder
with delight
And grasp me so
close
O that we had
wings
To fly away
together
Impossible dream
What is love but
hope?
We shall surely
soar away
The stars tell us so
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The devil's advocate asks: Are the stars trustworthy? Do they really know that the lovers will soar away?
ReplyDeleteWhere there's love there's hope, or so they told me. What a lovely romantic poem.
ReplyDeleteFly my pretties..fly :)
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