Dew Poem by Chris Bradshaw

Dew

Rating: 5.0


Waking is the dreamer's lament
To rise in solitude
When only a moment before
I was in your arms
Finally free

I reach out to hold you
But your eyes, full of love
Vanish like dew
Gifts of the night
Taken by morning light

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Min Sia 13 December 2008

Fine imagery..lifting emotions of love and longing... Words very expressive... Superb!

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