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With eyes wide shut she could feel his groove

He walked passionately curved right into her blue

Breath fresh with inspiration, she turned with love in her eyes

a few blinks he was gone but left a message of love inspired

Hop hop the moon set to the sun, Finger tips painted

hope contiplated, infamous, geniune

a story told in a song sang  of strawberry wine

 

Author's Note

not finished

Reviews

[Desert Dreamer]

I like this poem, the way it flows and the images it inspires...Love the three last lines, beautiful...

"Hop hop the moon set to the sun, Finger tips painted
hope contiplated, infamous, geniune
a story told in a song sang of strawberry wine"

There a few grammer & spelling errors, but I see that you are not finished...still I really loved your poem. I think you should fix these few errors and call it finished, I like it. :)