Silver Streaks of Softness

glenbearsmith on May 17, 2008

Growing older with the one you love.

Silver streaks of softness caress the quiet night.

I look at your expressive eyes, and I am captivated.

I am held captive by the gleam in your eyes.

It is as if my world is suddenly lost in space, never to be found again.

Oh, but I can be found, right in the corner as midnight becomes dawn.

Silver streaks of softness are lying on your shoulders,

I am once again held close by your love.

Love on my Love. The quiet of the night becomes us.

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deepbluesea on May 17, 2008
Lovely poem!
tracy sardelli on May 17, 2008
a beautiful poem, thank you for sharing.
salvatore on May 17, 2008
another lovely poem. well done, thanx for sharing.
Lynnette on May 22, 2008
Oh, but I can be found, right in the corner as midnight becomes dawn.

This is such a lovely line. I have seen it simular in some of your other works.
KarenScott on May 22, 2008
This is so great glen. Life is meant to grow old together with the one you love. It sounds like it works for you

Hi there!