Every evening

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    Every evening


    When the sun goes down in the evening,
    My sun rises up to begin a new morning.
    Singing and dancing, she comes to me,
    She gives me a glance and touches me.

    Now, I am adicted of her sweet smell,
    Sometimes I feel, it is just a fairy tale.
    But at the moment she comes to me,
    takes me through the sky above the sea.

    We sing and dance thanking each-other,
    after a long time we come back together.
    In the happiest moment I hear a scream,
    That wakes me up, it was just my dream.

    Yes, I dream of a girl whom I've never seen,
    I dream of the place where I've never been.
    But why I always feel the same sweet caress?
    "It was a dream!" I think with eyeful tears.

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    marina123 commented on Every evening

    07-15-2009

    hey, dont stop writing, pliz post more poems, this one was spot on, very lovely love poem give us more, we thirst for your poems we need this love thing to go on

    Niecy commented on Every evening

    04-11-2009

    Very Sensual...craving depth! Enjoyed the read, thank you for your friend request.

    TheChampOne

    06/27/2009

    thank u for your reply, I was out of station for a long time, so couldnot reply u on time, sorry for that. please keep on writing me.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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