Summer Night
Soft summer night Driving into the country The sky is midnight blue and stars so close they can be touched Sweet kisses Warm breezes on bare skin A lone train whistles in the distance stirring Memories of a distant past When they shared love and laughter Walking hand in hand to the stream’s edge Cool water on bare toes Smooth River Rocks underfoot They wade deep to Baptize their Love Copyright © 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
Feb 23, 2014 @ 07:00:07
I enjoyed this, plus I love you use the word muse.
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Feb 23, 2014 @ 07:07:20
Thanks so much! This poem is special to me because of the memories it invokes … and … I am nothing without my Muse!
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Feb 23, 2014 @ 07:09:12
I started my blog because of my muse who inspired me…I continue to find my writers voice.
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Feb 24, 2014 @ 06:34:27
I know the feeling. Need to spend time reading your work!
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