Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
A promise made lifetimes ago among the milk glass stars as music wept from clouds raining down their melody soaring among the galaxies, defying time and space
Cobble a melody with echoes of stones and bones a raucous music malady of haunting pounding tones.
Serve me cold champagne every day and let’s dance in pale evening’s light clinging to one another, dipping, swaying to lulling sounds of nature’s orchestral night.
Morning breeze billows portal veils Caressing my naked skin As your roughened hands tease me
shadows waltz on stone monks sing Gregorian chants heavenly voices ©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2018- Day 3
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