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Sep 2017
Her skin is a pillow for my head
Her words brighten my dusty corners.
Her hand guides me as we run
Through rivers and borders.

If every dream I wished on came to life
So be here and then.
If I could, I would sleep next to you
For hours on end.

She is the summer breeze
She whispers lullabies in my ear.
She’s the flowers in yonder fields, soaking up the sun.
She’s the smile on my face
And the mimic of children’s pace.
She is youth and beauty dear
She’s a song that’s almost sung.

Real and imagined,
You brighten both skies.
I put my arms in the air
To feel the sun rise.
Take a deep breath, as you slow dance.
Lie down and together
Disappear in the blades of grass.

You are the summer breeze
Whispering lullabies in my ear.
You’re a flower in yonder field
Soaking up the sun.

26th-30th May 2017
I often write from both the heart and the imagination, and it results in poems like this one. I realise I haven't posted this particular one that I wrote, but now's better than never :)
It's a bit vintage inspired I think, and very truthful. I hope you enjoy!
Adrian Newman
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Adrian Newman  24/Non-binary/Australia
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