White Mercoledi
By the unfolding head
Fri, 18 Mar 2011
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Quiet warm rain
falling from her
delicately trickling
down his back
Soft silent snow
frosting tips of toes
and chilled elbows
delve deep
beneath the warm blanket glow
And for a moment
the whole infinite open void
of the moonlit room
is filled
with the sound of touching lips
a tremendous silence
booming hearts and racing eyes
closing
swirling
spinning
circles of sighing bliss
A smiling sky
a tender night
for them
only this
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I like this one, a lot.
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I like this one, a lot.
(Small typo - should be 'infinite')
This, my favourite stanza:-
"Soft silent snow
frosting tips of toes
and chilled elbows
delve deep
beneath the warm blanket glow"
Tina
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