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Wicker Bench Lovers

Simple, singular, shards of silver moonlight, Fell magically over our shadowy bodies,out of sight. Twas on that vibrant, virginal, bench, oh love, My being so young, heard the angelic sound of turtle doves. Oh, heavens, that with musical madness seem to fall. On two sweet young lovers, who gave that very first kiss, their all. May 20, 2020 7pm PST Poem# 1284

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 5/22/2020 7:56:00 AM

Beautiful imagery my friend

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/22/2020 9:04:00 AM

Hello Caren, one of my first friends here! Golly, thanks for saying so about this one. Panagiota xoxo

Harry Horsman

Date: 5/21/2020 2:36:00 AM

You take one back to a very precious time, I like this poem, Panagiota.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/21/2020 4:00:00 AM

Harry, hello! So glad you enjoyed this. I still can recall the shoes I was wearing, his tanned skin and oceanic blue eyes! Thank you for reading and commenting......Panagiota xxoo

Tom Cunningham

Date: 5/20/2020 9:32:00 PM

Oh we all remember that first awkward kiss. Happy days Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/21/2020 3:44:00 AM

Hi Tom ~ Mmm. Love that first kiss. Can still taste it.)) Panagiota xoxo