Your eyes sparkled with an unmistakable gleam
across a roomful of heads swaying gently to my words
your smile like an unspoken hint hovered between
exapnses of my fevered imagination and dry dunes of reality
populating the brief pauses, were indolent nights of passion
in pastures of paradise,
you were not yet a river, but a bubbling brook,
that held me mesmerized.
If the world perished around me I wouldn't have noticed.
Today after years of warmth and closeness
you blew away my crystal palaces by asking
'What is love'? Adding a limp footnote, 'I don't understand love.'
(c) Max Babi
300109 2027
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Comments: 9
im going to tippy toe it, scrunched tightly into me pockets, back to me lair.... love you Max
tks
Welcome Ankica, nice to have your comments.
Thanks again, everyone!
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Max
brilliant, Max.