Stolen Moments Poem by Howard Kern
Stolen Moments
Lonely quest in hope of true love,
Precious time given or taken,
Stolen moments spent so freely.
Intertwined search of true love,
Time together a warm commission,
Stolen moments stir hidden embers.
Interludes of time given one another,
True loves thrill is intoxicating,
Stolen moments known so dearly.
Aspiration of true loves ambition,
Theif of time that searches with you,
Stolen moments come so sweetly,
To kindle true a loves fire.
Rapture is the final freedom,
Precious time offered until then,
Stolen moments with you,
The most precious moments of all.
Rapture is the final freedom, Precious time offered until then, Stolen moments with you, The most precious moments of all............. .yet final moments raptures true love love of true freedom of slowly hides away...wonderful write by the imagery of stolen moments as when inflicted by love, curve of love speaks eloquently, yet ingenious flow across luscious glow by heart,10+++, thanks for sharing
a wonderful poem..it seems iam not the only one who steal some moments..i used to steal signals from neigbours too for my net connection but stealing of the minutes is some very precious time to me and such sweet moments it is..you know some times the forbidden things or moments when we can steal it..it has aspeacial taste....you inspired me my friend and may be you are the one who stole the stealing from me.....cheers..10+++++..i loved this poem...
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'Stolen moments with you, the most precious moments of all' Rachel Ann Butler