Will you remember me
Looking in dark lit by moon
Take my hand
Lift from one knee
Brushing grave dirt
In starlight
Only us
Returning as we were
To move in slow dance
Beneath willow and birch
If I sleep forever
Will you wake me
When you return
The sound of fingers
Within fingers
Beneath oceans
(photo source: http://www.nuttytimes.com)
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Lovely
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You honor me. I LOVED your post today btw BRILLIANT!
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Perfect.
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Thank you so much my friend
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A polite question with the best accompanying words, especially here:
“move in slow dance
Beneath willow and birch
If I sleep forever
Will you wake me
When you return”
Mondays are good days sometimes. 😊
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Reblogged this on thefeatheredsleep.
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Just had to check to see if my heart was still beating. So beautiful….
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Lovely poetry, like fingertips brushing starlight, if you see what I mean.
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(a very happy Candice) xo !
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Soothing and mysterious
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Thank you dearly Kim my friend
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