Stroll with me a while.
I want to see that smile
Linger on your lips and
Enjoy the warmth as your hand slips
Next to mine and our fingers entwine,
Curling 'round each other in that perfect fit -
Eloquence, no words required of it.
***
Thought I'd sneak in another one for the Moment of Silence challenge:
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Dana Crandell
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist
My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity
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Plato’s closet
Plato speaks about forms. That life is like a shadow box. We go through levels of consciousness, in the box, out the box. In the box the shadows seems real until you see the light and find a way out the box to the other side. The outside. Then that was real is now just a form of an old pattern. Seeing outside the box and knowing where the shadows come from Plato’s tells us-if we can understand inside the box and outside the box we can under self and we can know God and higher power.
By Kallie💗 Baby6 days ago in Poets
Comments (10)
Simple, yet so touching. It’s what we’re all after I think, and having that after years of companionship is something to truly cherish 🙌🏽
I love this Dana!! Such a comfortable silence you've presented us with!! 😊
I adore the last line!! Really great acrostic, Dana!
Loved your fabulous love poem!!!💕❤️❤️
Another beautiful poem, Dana You captured that feeling, at once so fleeting and so glorious, of simply walking. Hand in hand. Enjoying the silence presence of someone special
Words are not always the route to intimacy, are they.
Could be your next win 😁 Really good entry 😁
Picture perfect, word perfect, visually perfect
D'aww, you ole romantic you, Dana! This, sir, is stunning. Simple and eloquence personified.
aww. So romantic. I love it.