This is my entry for picture it and write…
The music of my life, you!
the rhythm of my heartbeat, you!
The brook of my emotions, you!
Bosom warm, yet, your reflection so cold.
Soothing snuggle closer, yet, apart.
I felt you quiver so I cuddle, but remoteness mirror
My love, be, lost in your dreams*
Tell me baby?
Shadowed beneath your long lashes
Am I warm and tender?*
I struggle nearer to astir your
Trust in the phony likenesses
I lie in your arms enclosed
you fail to grasp
as I surf the ebb of my emotions.
Resigned, I rest my head beseeching my freedom
from phantom of your passion
trust not that,
Your blossomed love consume my bosom
as my image denies
you see not the true reflections.
Cause my love is
So; so, so;
We‘re two of a kind,
By: Shashi Moore
As I began to reflect on the picture the music from the back ground kept intruding my chain of words. I was listening to ‘Penny Lover’ by Lionel Richie. I could not help stealing those words from his song. They were irresistable. My poem felt incomplete without the words from Penny Lover. Sorry guys! I had to make the poem wholesome. Next time I will try to be uninfluenced.
* (lost in your dreams… Warm and tender…). My sincere thanks to Lionel Richie for the song penny lover, and singing it so romantically. I Love it!
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