Holding Tight

Poem By Daniele Pinna

I took a tear down from the sky,
a tiny dropp from your pretty eye.
I held it tight,
it felt so true:
a bit of passion overdue.

A singing breeze up from the lake,
a whispered note shakes me awake.
I held it tight,
I let it chime,
that chip of rapture in a rhyme.

A warming hug seeps through my bed,
a tender tickle just left unfed.
I held it tight,
it squeezed me tense:
a sweet emotion full of sense.

I stole your shivers from the leaves,
a vibrant quote on an autum's eve.
I held them tight,
and bid them 'adieu'.
Dim satisfaction without you.

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