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I fell for you when we first met
You followed me to bed
Your gentle voice, the notes I heard
Were playing in my head
So kind
Thereafter on my mind
Your words
In winter are my flame
The years can pass; I won’t forget
The music in your name.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Mini Challenge
12 comments:
That's beautiful, Mouse Lady. Who wouldn't be thrilled to receive such a love poem?
smiles...beutiful and gentle...lovely music you make together as well...the song of the name, what a great touch...
Ah - very pretty - and works so well with the form. k.
Oh, yeah! This has such a musical rhythm and the words slide like butter down the lines. Love it!
Totally cool! Love tunes in bed! and out too, I think.
Just beautiful! Warms my heart....
That's just delightful! Really, really enchanting and beautifully done.
Wow, this really makes me smile ! awesome ending
"The music in your name."
This is VERY beautiful! Especially "the music in your name." Wow.
This is so beautiful!
How romantic, I do like your words in winter are my flame ~
I didn't noticed the form, it was seamless ~
Fabulously done, Ms Mouse. I love the last line.
K
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