Enigma
a moment with you is
like a moment with
a rare, wild thing
untouchable
unknowable
delight
you take my hand to
lead me through
a rich meadow where
my eyes, my heart
feast on every
flower, every grass
every
word
with you
like a moment with
a rare, wild thing
untouchable
unknowable
delight
you take my hand to
lead me through
a rich meadow where
my eyes, my heart
feast on every
flower, every grass
every
word
with you
posted by MB at 9:31 AM
13 Comments:
So many words I've tried; none seem right except-
Wow!
alan
The image of a new meadow is so exciting and peaceful at the same time. Does that make any sense?
A new landscape. Simply wonderful.
Sounds so much like love.
(o)
so completely, simply lovely!
this seems a quintessential love poem... so nice to see it written. so few words, so much power... thanks!
Somehow you have caught the essence of relationship.
MB,
Like exhaling the sweet breath of a new Spring and running a hand through the first flowers.
No-one writes about love like you do. The essence of everything is here.
Enigma ...
Un moment avec vous
est comme un moment
avec une chose rare
intouchable ,
inconnaissable
plaisir
Prennez ma main
menez moi
à travers une prairie
où mon coeur ,
vibre
sur chaque fleur ,
chaque herbe,
chaque mot
avec vous
Jean:
vibre ou... festoie (pas une expression idiomatique en francais? une fete ou un festin pour les yeux?) ... ou bien, peut-etre, se nourrit...
very nice!
Thanks, rdl!
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