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Gently Weep

CheeksCheeks Posts: 151
edited January 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
With certainty of mothers' love,
the joy of knowing such,
I slip in beside my baby girl
to feel her baby touch.

Her sleeping, dreaming, honest breaths,
Her hand upon my face,
My arms to pull her close to me;
unbreakable embrace.

White moonlight skims across her skin,
She smiles while deep in sleep,
Love lays like gold within my heart,
I am still, but gently weep.
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    JonnyPistachioJonnyPistachio Florida Posts: 10,217
    Amazing. Paints a beautiful picture.
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    pepperpepper Posts: 155
    Really, really beautiful...
    Pepper- I am faith without religion, without bruised knees and pleas for forgiveness...
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    CheeksCheeks Posts: 151
    Thanks. I don't often write in metered rhyme, but once in a while it's fun. I find it a bit of a challenge.
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