Cry gently, my love, in parting,
loud tears mar the time we shared as one.
Weep softly, to music,
errant chords plucked at only just begun.
Tread lightly, my sweetness,
fragile heart may break at one more tap.
Embalm me, my angel,
fly to me, wing’d aura be your guiding map.
Know nothing need part us,
no distance, time, nor space created in between.
Be ready, alert to
my sighs arising, soft slowness pitched to keen.
Stand steady, my fortress,
strength of Everest to your scaling feet.
Awaken my dreaming,
shift silken drapes, in dawn’s rays we meet.
Beautifully written, evocative and intensely moving, Anne-Marie; I love it. xxx
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Thanks, Ali.x
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Reads like a beautiful conversation across the ether. Excellent!
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Thanks, Chris. That’s exactly what I was going for.x
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Beautiful! I want to sigh and cry, very poignant.
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Aw, I don’t want to make you cry. Unless they’re happy tears. It’s reunion not loss.x
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these words touched my heart in a very deep way, hard to explain, but this was a beautifully written post. Thank you for sharing them with us.
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No need to try to explain, DAF. I’m honoured that something I’ve written should touch you so.x
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Such soft, velvety verse – lingered on it 🙂
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Many thanks, Anjali.x
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Made me cry…so beautiful. HUGS xxx
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And hugs to you, SS. I received your email. I’ll replybas soon as I can. I’m getting organised to go away on holiday and wondering where the time is going. Take care of you and your family.x
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I think a ‘sigh’ is required x
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And a smile from me. 🙂 x
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xx
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