Peter Andersen Poems

In the hush of sundowns glow,
Hearts converge in silent woe,
Mine, a vessel, torn apart,
Yours, a shadow, seeking start.
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Whispers in the dark,
Spent, ecstasy leaves its mark,
Afterglow's embark.
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In a realm where whispers bridge hearts,
Where silence speaks as much as words,
Two souls involved in dialogue deep,
A lovers' conversation, awake and asleep.
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In the silence before dawn, like the ocean chooses the wave,
I choose this path, a choice as deep and brave.
For the first time, with open eyes, I see the shore,
Choosing willingly, I step into the roar.
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