Rose petal softness awakening
with a silky essence of dawn,
misty light dreams of indigo reflections
remembered but for a moment...
I turn to see you
Still in the deep of slumber,
A slight rise and fall of your breathing.
Oh that I could dive into the waters of your repose,
Deep....
Intoxicating...
Illumed but by the inner fires of your spirit.
Swimming naked together
In the freedom of your soul.
Simply Beautiful Write Tracey, You, like me have the gift of words and the ability to touch others with this gift. Great Ink! ! ! ! -Kelly.
Tracy Lovely poem once again You catch the essence of how I feel sometimes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tracey, Beautiful poem! Dreams of indigo reflections touched my soul.