I pick out a gentle melody
fingers dancing
over ivory keys.
Lost…..
times
past
present
never the future
for than
you are not with me.
My love
sing a song
hearts murmur
desire rising
all I can think of…..
is ye.
Haunting
tears
affair of the mind
body
soul
I can still feel the warmth of your hand
small of my back
warm breath on my neck.
Dust motes
dancing through beams of sun
time reminiscent
of our days
nights together
passion burning
through the fire.
I yearn
once more
to feel you
to taste you
to blend my body to yours.
Plaintive melody
strands of silk
bind
tether
tie us together…..
shall we continue to make
the same mistakes?
April 18/19
Picture via Pinterest found by The Eclectic Contrarian.
Love this. Love the intertwining of music. It actually reminds me of one I recently wrote.
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Thank you so much. I am glad you enjoyed. ☺
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Beautiful
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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Love is your awesomeness! I could read this stuff for days…
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Thank you. ☺ I had to mull all day about this one.
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Excellent mulling! 🙃
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Silly. Today is moon for word of the day. Not sure how to use that one
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You’re swoon by the light of the moon
Savor the time because morning is coming soon…
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Lol not quite me swooning
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Geez… so hard to please….
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Never
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I try so hard…
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This is so lovely 💕
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Thank you so much. ❤
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This is so evocative
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Thank you. Branching out a little bit. With emotion and desire. Always worry desire aspect won’t come through well. ☺
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