An Evening Stroll Poem by Chris Bradshaw
An Evening Stroll
The snowfall tonight
Is surpassing beautiful
Like a lover's confession
Carried gently on the the wind
My frigid hands, shaking
Reach out for your warmth
While the moon sings down softly
All my secrets to the night
beautiful imagery you build here, Chris...the confessing snow falls on gentle wind/ moon's falling light exposing the secrets to night...well done, i liked your beautiful verbal frame...10
So lovely..and very passionate..yet there's sadness within... It's beautiful!
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May you stroll more often Chris....each stroll to give you bliss! Cheers. Subroto