That was another lifetime
Stepped they briefly on a different, winding path,
Trod lightly on the present sense of future,
Glanced hesitantly o’er ghosts of futures passed.
They danced among the thorns of petalled perfume,
Inhaled the scent of floral bouquest’s jest,
Bowed humbly to inevitable conclusion,
Accepted that sometimes fate and life knew best.
Simpler yet than dancing in the moonlight,
In waxing moon while naked to their form,
Was trust in love, far more encompassing
Than considered yet or realised as the norm.
Wow. You should do this in spoken word. ♡
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I found it in my drafts today, tweaked it and published. I might give that a thought though. Im glad you enjoyed it. 🙂 x
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🙂 x
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I agree with Lisa. You should do a reading of this poem. I’d love to hear it too! It’s beautiful, as always. Big hugs, AM/SS x
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Thanks as always, SS. I never thought I’d see the day I was doing requests!lol! I’ll se what I can do. 😉 x
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Reblogged this on Love Songs And Mood Swings and commented:
Completely… wow.
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Thanks so much, Lisa. 🙂 x
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Welcome 🙂 x
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🙂 x
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Really nice Anne Marie, I enjoyed very much! 🙂 Nice to see your pic up too! 🙂
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Thanks, Daniel. Getting brave in my ageing! 🙂
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