with sweet regard
a warm caress
can burn a soul in two –
or purge a dream from waking –
near enough
to coming true
catastrophic
tendencies –
tho born of good intent
to make of nothing
something
more –
something more
than this
a stolen kiss
no longer missed
leaves hunger still for more –
surrendered into folly
every love
we loved before
. . .
Oh wow! Mesmerizing it is.
Thank you, my sweet! ❤
Awesome post!! Really loved it!! Especially your ending lines!! Bellissimo!!
xoxo
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
The storm before the calm …
….the distance between breaths ❤
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
A amazing poem by a talented writer.
I enjoyed your work today. I liked this poem a lot.
This made me think for a moment, re-read it, and then smile…, all the way to my heart, Bobbie. 💟
❤