Now

He wakes her up

To lay her down

She’s in a trance

When he’s around

His intense glance

Sure toΒ drown

Needs are voiced

Without a sound

Love producing the rhythm

As two hearts pound

A flight of sorts

On solid ground

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13 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. mihrank
    May 29, 2016 @ 21:24:43

    beautiful words and great wake up – now

  2. Paul Militaru
    May 29, 2016 @ 21:33:44

    WOW ! I love this poem Belinda ! πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  3. Dorinda Duclos
    May 30, 2016 @ 00:41:36

    Beautiful poetry, Belinda!!! πŸ’–

  4. Erika Kind
    May 30, 2016 @ 09:06:17

    Only one word: Beautiful! Can so relate to it! Wonderful!

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