Love's Young Dream

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Love's Young Dream


Love's Young Dream

Heartbeat flutters, a feeling of delight
Promise of a future, two souls unite;
Endless hours talking, bodies entwined
Lustful glances, a meeting of two minds.

 

 Gently touching, a warm embrace
A sweet caress stroking her face;
Cool breeze ruffling, through the air
A tender kiss against tousled hair.

 Lover’s walking hand in hand
Tracing footsteps in the sand…
Aircraft trails high in the sky
Muted sounds as seagulls cry.

 Love’s young dream, one so pure
Eagerly hoping and wanting more!
Cherish the moment, seize the day…
Precious memories are made to stay.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

jainey’s Poems (10)

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Love's Young Dream 0
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