Waking sunbeams

Cross her sight, cutting

Amber rays from fire.

Our eyes connect; I wonder

How such magic wished

For me.

Trading smiles and hands,

Our steps halt

In a state of ease,

Watching and waiting

For nothing.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I don't know where it came from, but I like it :/

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lavalady's picture

I really do love your writing style. Well done. This is mostly amazing, all the rest is wonderful.


Christopher Thomas's picture

You're right; this is a charming little piece. One thing though, sir. It IS a poem whose title is "Love." Tsking at you hard.