
Breezes carry your memory; mild rosy fragrance,
The wind may sing far into the quiet darkness
But we wait patiently, craving for our happy tryst

Breezes carry your memory; mild rosy fragrance,
The wind may sing far into the quiet darkness
But we wait patiently, craving for our happy tryst
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4 responses to “Love Poem: Tryst”
Intense moment, beautifully captured in words.
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Thanks. I don’t think I have the right words to create a more intense moment. Hopefully, I would get better.
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For me, the next poetic moment is not necessarily more intense or better, just a little different flavor of the same thing 😊
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