A knock on my door
I open and see
flowers in his hands
Ready for me
A smile came to my face
when I notice his.
A bottle of wine in one hand,
a glass in the other
I'm stunned by his presence.
He smiled as his eyes caught the bottle
half empty in my hand
He took it away
knowing I had enough
The moon was lonely
the stars were shining brighter that night
music playing in the background
just enough to hear the quiet street behind.
The pool was tentative
for the lonely night.
With no hesitation
we got lost in the cold of it
Cool breeze of wind
dancing through the night
Making magic from the lights
We know it's our night.
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The Wine in Your Thoughts
PoetryA compilation of contemporary poetry book with a mix of random thoughts and scenarios. Enjoy reading. All written in this book is product of my imagination and feelings. Any similarities might be just coincidence. Any part of this work and as a w...
