Eve Roper Poet Quatrain

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Murmurs In the Darkness of Sweet Nothings

As he lay  there sleeping in cool satin sheets embracing
I watch weeping,  take note and listen  , could have been Shakespeare
As he rolled to face me,  moaned and muttered  endearing words
every  woman in love  would have loved and cherished  to hear

Holding  my lips tightly,  glean ,withholding for safekeeping
Murmurs in the darkness sweet nothings he thought was her ears
A child’s smile disappeared to sounds of mild snores and breathing
fire brewed a flush of red kept a calm look and dried my  tears


1/18/2017

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Paul Callus January 22, 2017 at 6:48 AM What an expressive and controlled delivery as you write about such a delicately revealing painful situation! I wonder what her next move would be!! Hugs // paul

Joseph May January 21, 2017 at 10:24 PM Beautifully woven poem Eve...with a tint of melancholy...

Joanna Daniel January 20, 2017 at 10:44 PM This has a sad tone, but it's beautiful, Eve:)

Arthur Vaso January 20, 2017 at 2:49 PM Oh my, I wouldnt want to be him when he wakes up! Such a well written poem, even filled with tears. Eve Roper January 20, 2017 at 5:54 PM thank you, Arthur, Hugs sweet friend

Chuck Melugin January 20, 2017 at 3:33 AM I Love this work of art. My best to you, chuck

Nette Onclaud January 19, 2017 at 11:25 AM internal musings nicely done , eve... winning wishes and huggs