All trembling in my arms Aminta lay,
Defending of the bliss I strove to take;
Raising my rapture by her kind delay,
Her force so charming was and weak.
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Passion in dream grows palpitation of heart even when comes out of the spell of dream!
A poem with superb rhyme and rhythm as also with a captivating dream. Thanks for sharing it here.
Very nice. Like to read it again and again. Thanks for sharing.
The soft resistance did betrayed the grant. Thanks for sharing.
Tearful Beauty! Bittersweet...