Confessing my dreams to a golden moon
embraced by his light….
My own choices
No judgmental voices
Golden globe holds my soul....
suddenly star struck
Twinkling yellow..
then white to blue
Dancing in your arms
Swaying me to heaven
Sapphire blue mirrors
pulling me nearer
Caressing my mind
arousing all senses....
My own choices....
No judgmental voices
this poem certainly has a lovely flow to it. Really like the imagery
I absolutely love that meaning-packed repeated stanza. t x
Wonderful write the poem draws you in and takes you along floating on an ebb tide being drawn to the moon warm and moving piece 10 Chris x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well deserved. Should be 'poem of the year! Congrats Patricia!