Lying in the afterglow
Replete with loving,
My head dances with flutes and violins.
A happy haunting
of my own song,
a lullaby of love,
a token from then,
lulling me
as I’m full to bursting
with now.
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Submitted to week 7 Poetry Picnic http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/. If you are visiting from the picnic, please include a link to your own submission with any comment. Thank you!
Shawn L. Bird 
love song for yourself, this is great.
🙂
Ah- interesting interpretation! Literally, a love song once written for me, actually, but I like your way of reading it.
I love your long song and how well you have expressed the meaning and feeling of love
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/03/memories-and-photographs-of-you/
sounds like you have a beautiful song playing ut in your life right now…keep dancing…smiles.
this is way too cool.
keep singing.
How is your day?
Time flies, appreciated your handsome inputs to our poetry picnic.
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Bless you.
Happy December,
Enjoy A Wonderful Wednesday Ahead.
xoxox
This is direct, lyrical, and a song that makes all right with the world, to paraphrase Robert Browning, an English poet.