you
in summer
somewhere
in the past
your hair
slightly lifted
by a breeze
your eyes
staring pensively
into the future
my eyes
lost looking
into your heart
you
in summer
somewhere
in the past
your hair
slightly lifted
by a breeze
your eyes
staring pensively
into the future
my eyes
lost looking
into your heart
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Truly beautiful, the one for who it is written is truly lucky 🙂
Thank you for those kind words.
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Thanks for reblogging this poem, Douglas.
you bet!
Beautiful, passion captured so simply. My heart skipped a beat.
Reblogging ❤
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you in summer by leonard durso… just beautiful
you
in summer
somewhere
in the past
your hair
slightly lifted
by a breeze
your eyes
staring pensively
into the future
my eyes
lost looking
into your heart
Sigh. So beautiful.
Thank you.
There is no end to the saying of it.
Doesn’t seem to be.
Especially loved the last few lines! Fabulous, you should be proud of this!
Thank you for these kind words.
Short lines add intensity to this love poem — but is it? I read, a touch of irony here, “Pensively” and “into her heart” (not eyes).
Thank you for liking my poem!
Thank you.