A Numberless Dream Poem by Eva Mae Witt
A Numberless Dream
As we both walk together with reverent hands
These books that I hold within my unkempt dreams,
Dearest man that holds my passions has worn
as we walk together in the dove-grey sands,
and within our heartiest love will never be forlorn
For in the years together we'll be brimmed from
the palest of fires within time,
At last, we'll never be within a numberless dream
I'll always bring you my passionate verse in rhyme.
with reverent hands, unkempt dreams, in the dove-grey sands, brimmed from the palest of fires, passionate verse in rhyme. looking for poesy in your fine poem, i found these expressions and combinations of words sooooooooooo fine and marvelous. it really came from your poetic heart. tony
Your words mean so much to me Tony, thank you so very much for your poetic heart.
This is so sweet I can see you with your SO walking hand in hand.
Thank you so much Timothy for your comment on this penned poem of mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 5:36:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'I'll always bring you my passionate verse in rhyme'- so nice and sweet!