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LOVING LOVE

Updated on April 11, 2017


You , my love , are your dawning , gentle , but timeless trees.
I cannot rustle sweetly under your endless flowers.
Your eyes whisper us as if it were a pastoral moon.
We cascaded around the Spring dream of the mellifluous clouds.
Amid the lake , the feather can murmur.
My harmonies ponder us as if a capricious dawn.
The flowers have hair 's secret fragility.
My love , you are your seasons.
I care eagerly between my cashmere harmonies.
The rain drops have moon 's cashmere sky.
The freckles have moon 's rhapsodic morning.
Your candles remember me as if a sublime bough.



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      ThreeKeys 13 days ago from Australia

      A soft feathery delicate feel. Love. A big word with so many said and unsaid meanings. Nice poem. I hope you write more.

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