If I close my eyes,
I can see you in a floral dress,
Happy and smiling;
I fall in love with you
All over again
Like the world is new.
I go to the autumn park
Where we used to walk
And I still hear
Your delicate footsteps
Softly touching fallen leaves,
That is the way languorous memories,
Sad and sweet, return to me.
But I’m on my way
To exhilarating, original dreams
Never seen before
In the cinematic landscape
Of my mind.
There will yet be gentle lovers
Who allow me to find
Their aching tenderness;
Spring blooms
Will show me affection,
I’ll never remember rejection.
Come to me now, sweetheart,
With your fragile heartbeats
And sensuous mouth.
your soulful skill makes your memories vivid in my mind...how deliciously strange is that? i think i should read it again...just because it's really good. eni da kid
Sometimes the sweetest of memories can also bring us the most pain. I love how you manage to pain such pictures for us Uriah. Sincerely, Mary
Sound very delicious dreams to me Uriah, great mind work here. Photogenic mind too. Love Ernestine XXX
A nostalgic summer snapshot time out of mind... Kind regards, Sandra
As usual, a beautiful and sentimental poem creating bursts of imagery. Perfect! ~Amber~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem has a very soft and gently encouraging voice Uriah! Very relaxing work. Thanks for sharing it, I am going to close my eyes now. Smiling at you, Tai