Silent Life

In a silent deeper reverie
my life becomes so slowly
into a glorious love poetry
No further lies nor secrets
Just sweet memories inside of me
Paused sighing, the eyes right closed
When I finally grow old I suppose
will lay me down with all I´ve seen
only wishing the moon over the sea


Comments (1)

A great start with a nice poem, Cristiane. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks