A Mere Quiver
amidst the musings of this serenade
a clement moon looks down upon me
its whispers sweet and gentle
sets free this heart of mine to wander
thoughts of you drift in like floral fragrances
i close my eyes, my skin begins to tingle
can’t help but wonder if we dare meet
would your arms around me feel sublime
and your heart beat in synchrony with mine
Submitted on January 11, 2023 for contest YOU CHOOSE sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
AP: 2nd place 2022
Posted on May 20, 2022
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