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reminiscent
by Maria Massarellathey spoke of lemon-scented valleys
and zephyred nights when a lover's
eyes would climb balconies just for
one glimpse of her
dance the stars on serenaded breath
*m.a
06/26/2008 Posted on 06/26/2008
Copyright © 2024 Maria Massarella
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 06/26/08 at 03:11 PM I love that last line. Fantastic. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 06/26/08 at 09:59 PM Can we elect you Princess of Romance for your poetry touches lyrical and soft, whimsical and sweet, it opens the heart to the possiblity of all that love can be. smh. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 06/26/08 at 11:57 PM This is breathtaking... Were only those days here again... |
| Posted by JD Clay on 06/30/08 at 12:57 PM That is a striking title, Maria. I like the casual yet sensual element you’ve incorporated into this compact verse, or should I say, visual escapade. Good use of metaphor with a Shakespearian touch. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/30/08 at 11:49 PM "they spoke of" - what a fine beginning - it speaks of legends and tales worth telling and retelling. You delight the senses in this one and the last line is magic. |
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