tag poem, edited ,topic by Poetrealm
Notes, new but creased , read again and again
each word caressed and whispered through her lips;
Pure lonliness in abscence of his kiss
Writings of the heart from a loving pen..
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Nuances only she can understand
references to places otherwise unknown
protraits of a seed now overgrown
tracings the lines he touched upon her hand...
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Feeling touches that she should not feel
hearing voices out of hearings reach
knowing secrets he had not to teach
fantasies that some how seem too real...
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Twin hearts race towards ecstasy in tandem
knowing fate does nothing, that is random.
©dreamsbyday
The Lovers © rene magritte http://www.atara.net/magritte/20s/lovers.jpg
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