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A Dream of Moonlight - Re-Post

Beloved Close thine eyes, come wistful sleep, I take thy blessed hand In mine. Memories of night, thy Soul shalt keep, of Lover's moon and stars that shine. On balcony this moonlit night, thy glory, shalt I hold close to me. Thy wondrous eyes, that shine so bright, into mine Soul of Love they see. As I look on thy temple fair, on the living sun, that Is thy face. Before me, beauty is standing there, a woman's beauty, an Angelic face. A silver light upon us shines, as thy face, I cup with my hands. Tonight, blessed Love Is yours and mines as before us, Love's dream stands Upon thy lips, Love's kiss I place, the sweet divine now stands before me. Here on earth, this Is Heaven's space, happy In the moonlight with thee. Here In praise, mine heart doth sing, in Love's triumph, Passion doth spring Now, let our Loving hearts take wing, let us both share the Love we bring. We stand on a balcony of Love, put your hands so gently Into mine. Come, join with me, In the stars above, where both our Loving hearts shall shine. Beloved Close thine eyes, come wistful sleep, I take thy blessed hand In mine. Memories of night, thy Soul shalt keep, of Lover's moon and stars that shine

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Date: 10/1/2019 9:17:00 AM
You penned an amazing write, my friend.. So romantic and exquisite.. Your talent continues to shine !! I really enjoyed this.. Have a blessed day..
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Vladislav Raven
Date: 10/18/2019 4:08:00 AM
Hi Robertina, thank you for dropping by and the comment on this piece, it is much appreciated. I am so glad you liked the piece. I enjoy writing in this older style. I enjoy letting the heart sing. Romance ever sings. Have a wonderful Friday Robertina. Hugs....Mike. XX
Date: 9/9/2019 1:58:00 PM
- Your heart always sings with love, Mike - A wonderful poem that describes both a beautiful moonlight and sweet romance :) - Always a pleasure to read :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Vladislav Raven
Date: 9/10/2019 10:40:00 AM
Hi Anne-Lise, thank you for dropping by and the comment on this piece, it is much appreciated. I am so glad you liked this piece. I enjoyed writing this piece. I do enjoy writing in an older style. I don't do it enough on the soup. Romance still sings. Have a wonderful Tuesday. Hugs....Mike. XX
Date: 9/9/2019 12:48:00 PM
A lovely poem full of romantic lines, reminded me of the romeo and juliet balcony scene...
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Vladislav Raven
Date: 9/10/2019 10:28:00 AM
Hi Silent, thank you for dropping by and the comment on this piece, it is much appreciated. I am so glad you liked the piece. This poem was written for someone special, based on a picture I saw on google. I enjoyed writing this one, for I like to write in an older style sometimes. Have a wonderful Tuesday. Your friend always....Mike.
Date: 9/9/2019 8:34:00 AM
It is like reading a Materpiece from the distant past Mike. Romance of course is always in style. You bring the words and feelings to life. Blessings Rick.
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Vladislav Raven
Date: 9/10/2019 10:12:00 AM
Hi Richard, thank you for dropping by and the comment on this piece, it is much appreciated. I am so glad you liked the piece. I do enjoy writing in a slightly older way. I don't do it as often as I used too. Romance always sings in me Richard. Have a wonderful Tuesday. Your friend always....mike.
Date: 9/9/2019 8:18:00 AM
You are a master at these verses Mike...time to write your book, my friend...a fav...^WW^ :o)
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Date: 9/10/2019 10:02:00 AM
Hi W.W. thank you for dropping by, the comment and the fav on this piece, it is much appreciated. I am so glad you liked the piece. The only book I shall have my fiend would be posthumous. You never know John, once I am gone the would-be may be taken away from the front of poet. have a wonderful tuesday. Your friend always....Mike.

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