Inside the space made for dawn,
When morning
Comes glorying in,
It is just then.........................
I think of you.
Inside the place where bright day
Invades dark,
Fading it away,
It is just then.........................
I think of you.
Inside the house of twilight,
Before night
Closes shutters tightly,
It is just then.........................
I think of you.
Inside the palace of dreams,
When sleeping
Brings love within reach,
It is just then........................
I run to you.
I loved this one Fay. Such meaning and care keenly tempered and carefully crafted into such a lovingly prepared poem. You've inspired me to put my love poem on 'Dawns Fist Light' Best Regards Steve
your poetry is awesome! ! ! there is not one false step in this remarkable piece of writing! ! ! !
before the morning settles in a wedge of space wafer thin not visible to eye but the heart to an ordinary day what a start.... wow.......nice write ageless Fay
In dreams they are together, unbridled passion flowing eyes only for each other, a storm inside them growing whisked away to the isle of love, no greater place to be for through the daylight hours, I too think of thee lovely Fay
I can feel your passion in this poem. Very expressive and well done! : -)
a feeling of longing excellently expressed fay............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A tale of such longing Fay, I know so well at the moment.. Andy 10