One part amber.
Two parts time.
Mixed slowly;
let dry.
A pinch
of this;
A tickle
of that.
Plenty
of wine.
Us embedded
and entwined
in golden laughter
reclined.
Your scent lingering
long after
you’re gone
.
One part amber.
Two parts time.
Mixed slowly;
let dry.
A pinch
of this;
A tickle
of that.
Plenty
of wine.
Us embedded
and entwined
in golden laughter
reclined.
Your scent lingering
long after
you’re gone
.
This is indeed beautiful.
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Thank you – many words written here but this one is still simply awesome. Even if I say so myself 🙂
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This is a beautiful poem, with a perfect last line. Thank you peeking in on me. Now I have a new place to peek in on!
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thank you! There are some poems I have to work at – and some that just happen. That one just happened. I am enjoying looking through your posts and have more exploring to do 🙂
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nice poem!
very nice,
to be precise! 🙂
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thank you for
a mini-poem
of your own.
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nice poem! very nice! 🙂
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I like your poetry. Ever considered publishing a collection?
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You are very kind. Thank you. And yes just not enough adequately crafted poems in the collection. Soon.
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Greeting from over the ocean. excellent blog I will return for more.
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