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Keith Robson United Kingdom (3/7/2013 5:24:00 AM)

In between glances the contact is such
As a soul to a soul or a fingertip touch,
Like eyes in the moonlight that tremble the skies
Or a dream that stops breathing, yet still never dies,
For love is alive in the days that we live
And it makes such a difference to what we can give
The most natural thing, like a hand in a hand
Through the beauty of life makes two hearts understand.


In between shadows a lantern light shines
On those wandering whispers that love’s glow defines,
When the moon gathers memories that never will fade
Though they sometimes grow weary and sleep in the shade,
Yet for love set in patience, the morning will rise
Like the smile on his face and the dream in her eyes
That go walking together on dawn’s silver beach
They have so much to live for, and so high to reach.


In between moments live pauses of grace
Like awaiting an answer, the look on a face,
Or two heads touching softly while they watch the sea
For who knows if their moment is all there will be?
They have so many moments, or so it appears
For moments make hours, and hours make years,
There are moments of music and moments of rhyme
Or the moments of love for the very first time…

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  • Dave Bosworth (8/30/2013 2:22:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    thought that was rather beautiful

  • Bea Nne (4/14/2013 2:39:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    I first read your poem when I was searching for a poem about healing and tolerance, instead I came across this site and thus your poem. I'm very much impressed with the flow of your poem. There is rhythm and it's easy to read. It's also inspirational.Thank you!

  • Donnaj York (3/13/2013 10:32:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    I'm impressed and that's rare.
    I'm not into love poems, but this is a life poem.
    With flow & grace, rythm & rhyme, and an on-going story to tell.

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