prelude to a nocturne




all things conspire

to make this our night of love

classically speaking    all is in place

starry night   cool air

a breeze coming in lightly 

through our open windows

candles lit   music softly playing

dinner nicely settled   wine

working its quiet magic

your loveliness working its own magic

and if I can mange

to avoid saying something critical

some little passing remark which cuts

we will love this night away



Poetry by one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-03-18 at 18:54

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Nancy Sikora
If it's real love... even if there is a little accidental remark, you can still love the night away.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is great. Alas, that fear of making the false move leads one to become stiff and artificial, almost guaranteeing that something will go wrong. You have to get past that. Who's standing in your way, Marketa or you?

Jalaj Soni
"nothing is perfect" only when we're forcing things to be perfect.

Once we let go, a night like the one you described can't be anything less than perfect.

Fantastic, in its truest meaning.

Thoroughly enjoyed.

Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
This is good, no, this is excellent.

Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I wish you luck, just go with flow and think sweet thoughts and the sweet words will fall

Elle x