Rêve Poem by Henrik Berg

Rêve



Give me your words
Your voice a sweet melody

Give me your hands
Eatch touch a small tremor

Give me your lips
Every kiss make them embers

Give me your smile
And your eyes when they gleam
Come daylight, I loose you
But each nighttime I dream

Friday, December 7, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,fire,love,night
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A futile attempt to capture what does not exist,
but still does, if only in a mind, in a memory, in a poem.
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