Heaven Scent

Thoughts passing....

I stand imagining she

was just here it has seemed

The sweetness of perfume

idea was just dreamed

Remembering the laughter

smiles well installed

Left deep memories of love

so much care enthralled

Watching through the visions

see her subtle move

Wishing to touch the

outlines bare and so smooth

These visions are like smoke

reach and quickly vanish

Remaining very still

so the images never banish

Hold my moment in my thoughts

as long as I can dream

Special memories to hold

Loves binding at the seam

Guess I stay solidly very still

So not to loose her sight

Hope the dream comes again

To visit me tomorrow night.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Thoughts and memories. Gold of a old man.
"Hope the dream comes again
To visit me tomorrow night."
Sweet dreams and good endings. All of us need this. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Bohrium Guy]

Thanks for taking the time to read and review...much appreciated brother.

~Rob~

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. A very good read.

[Bohrium Guy]

Thanks again.