Sunday Muse 169
I think of you
I feel your touch
Remember when
Our passion flared
It seemed the moon
Was ours alone
The world was ours
We had it all
The years have passed
Time come and gone
But passion lingers
And now we know
We did indeed
Have it all
And when you know that, you know everything you need to know.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful remembrance Bev! I think we went a bit on the same page. I love your image play as well! You are so creative!
ReplyDeleteAs wacky as my poem was, yours is the polar opposite .... sweet, poignant, real.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem. Full of longing and sweet memories :)
ReplyDeleteShades of Van Gough's Starry Night in your image play - I love it! And your words echo the same feeling. ♥
ReplyDeleteLove this! And that image...just blown away by it. :)
ReplyDeleteI can feel the wistful memories twinkling in the starry night.
ReplyDeleteLuv your nighttime take on the image.
ReplyDeleteLovely reflection:
"We did indeed
Have it all "
Much💜love
I love how you tweaked the image to reflect a VanGogh sky. Very cool! "when the moon was ours alone" is such a beautiful place to be with another person. Beautiful TSM offerings, Beverly.
ReplyDeleteCute, snuggly, and passionate!! I'll claim lines, "Time come and gone But passion lingers. . ."
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Wonderful memories, and the change in background to Van Gogh
ReplyDeleteis brilliant.
Memories that grow from the root of truth...Those are the best kind.
ReplyDeleteWhen two have it all, we are one. Beautiful.
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