Still, the eroticism aromas. . .

The light's clear flame
on the table of wood
is on fire for you
my beloved

The fragrance of vanilla
and concrete electricity wood
in the clear air
the flame's shone

Now when today's light
so low-speed dies out
comes the feelings
so placid

and my thoughts
are with you
there, my heart hits
so beautiful






Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2007-11-17 at 15:20

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Kathy Lockhart
this is lovely, soft, sweet, romantic, so warm.
2007-11-18


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely poem , Dan , tho I would suggest you replace ''smells'' with ''aroma's'' a personal thort , old freind. :), All the best , Ken
2007-11-17


Zoya Zaidi
Oh, Dan this is lovely!
Full of tenderness and fresh as mint!
I just love it!
(((Hugs)))
Zoya
2007-11-17