Do you hear it?
Tell me I’m not crazy…
I hear cello music
stripping caulking from my windows,
hanging notes on my ears
like antique baubles
that chime in perfect harmony
with every thought I have of you.
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18 comments:
oooooh how romantic Pat...you're really just a softie at heart :)
This is so beautiful...*sigh*
makes me want to daydream =)
your going to have the ladys batting their eye's at ya , writting that! :)
Another great one!!!
Wow, Pat, that is totally a Charles De Lint poem. Fantastic! How do you do it?
ohhhhhhhhh ~ that is so lovely!
Hadn't been to your blog for a while...Glad to see you are as prolific as ever... Sure do like this one. LA
Makes me think of the FFMB...
note to self: must enrol for a course at pp's charm school :)
this is a good one
well done
I really like the last line!
Lucky is the person who inspires these beautiful thoughts and words Pat.
Ain't love grand. Perfect discovery at the end!
Some thought..:D
wow, this is wonderful!
hanging notes on my ears
like antique baubles
Yes I can just imagine that!
she lol ... you ole romantic. :o)
antique baubles
swooning.
mmmm- yes, I hear it
the music of love
this is so lovely! pitter patter, thump, thump, ahhhhh
Lovely poem and so romantic
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