Soul Reverie

I like a rhyme that curls the toes and mists the brow
telling a tale as fresh as tomorrow that comes in a dream but is real
and chills the heat of the restless kiss, escaping a lover’s lips.

Nothing spoken caresses the impact on the senses
like a passionate poem with soul-filled stanzas
I like a rhyme that curls the toes and mists the brow.

To a reverie back in time to the moment that captured the soul
lost in the soul-mate meeting, found in the loss of the Self
and chills the heat of the restless kiss, escaping a lover’s lips

O what has become of the reverie that comes in a dream but is real
longing for belonging, for only the Lost and the Found
I like a rhyme that curls the toes and mists the brow
and chills the heat of the restless kiss, escaping a lover’s lips

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    1. actually I thought it was… but I’m not a poet. here’s the guidelines I followed: “19 lines, two rhymes throughout, each 5 tercets and a quatrain. 1st and 3rd lines of first trecet recurring alternately at end of other tercets, and with both repeated at close of concluding quatrain.” Let me find the source of that… ๐Ÿ™‚

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      1. the more I work on my poor lost attempt at a Villanelle the worse it gets. I think it is what it is, and can’t be hammered into something else. It has its own rhythm, or meter, or whatever…and does not take well to being rewritten. Perhaps I shall set aside my poor lost love and write about a red maple tree instead… ๐Ÿ™‚

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