Song Of Love Poem by Alexandra Motschmann

Song Of Love



I saw you bathing in the rooms of fame
And had the silent wish to embrace you
You seemed unreachable for me
And my dreams became reality
every morning I hugged you in my mind
every evening I kissed you good night

love has no borders
follows no orders
just the structure of the soul
is the hearts goal

silly my I thought to myself
why not approach you one day
I painted all possibile sceneries
And went back in my rooms of dreams
Every morning I had the courage
Every evening I critized my angst

love has no borders
follows no orders
just the structure of the soul
is the hearts goal

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Wednesday, January 16, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art,love and dreams,song
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Frances Chan 21 May 2020

Most tragic and melancholic is this beautiful but saddest poem: I cite you here, dear poetess: silly my I thought to myself why not approach you one day I painted all possibile sceneries And went back in my rooms of dreams...............mesmerizing poem most melancholic, excellently rendered.A 10.

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C F 16 January 2019

Deep sadness and loneliness.... and went back in my rooms of dreams. Well writ poem.

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