The night is serene as I lie in your arms;
My thoughts peaceful and full of bliss,
Until a vision of white penetrates the mind,
Then I am forced to recall unhappiness.
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Lesa you are truly a poet but I think you should be writng in a song format. All I have read of you is very similar to that style why dont you try it listen to some songs to see how they are structured then write a chorus, and build your poem around that. I honestly think it would be great for the sort of writing you are doing. Keep creating your very good. Seamus
Lesa, unfortunately the past always finds a way into the present, if by no other means but by our thoughts. Really good poem... well done! ! Brian
Funny, how the memories pop in when least expected, unbidden, unininvited, unwelcomed, but there nontheless.
Reminding me of a forgotten past, During which I stained my hands with empty love... Fantastic lines! The haunting memories.. wow grand read.