I sought to kiss
but felt this wrong
now miss those times,
can we climb out
lest rhyme holds grudge-
I wipe smudge of
doubt, nudge you too.

I had a dream
moon’s first gleam spreads
yet seemed as dim.
Roses grim, wine
and whim of fate-
set me straight, I
feel weight of world.

What good is sleep
light or deep, love
come sweep me away-
cold and grey skies,
I stay and write
poems bright through
late night (till day).

 

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Form: Than BaukΒ 

Posted on ‘Sunday Mini-Challenge’ @ Real Toads

& Posted on the “Poetry Pantry” @ Poets UnitedΒ 

& Posted on Monday Writes @ My Blog – Verses

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