REPLAY.

Unravelling slowly back through time,

Back to days gone, not forgotten;

A river bank where softly blows

The breath of pine trees swaying.

A velvet green, dew-drop spread

Where, in river coolness lain,

We pledged our future and our love,

We fused our dreams together.

Rewinding now my film of life,

Mental re-run sweet replaying,

My heart is grateful that we chose

To dream our dreams together.


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Karyn Indursky's picture

This poem is awesome. I've been playing with poetic ideas in my own head to something similiar and didn't realize it until reading this. Thank you so much for images, emotions, and inspiration.

Christine M's picture

What a lovely celebration this is of your love.

William M. Sowman's picture

What a delicately sweet poem. What harmony! How nice.
Billy