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A TENDER MOMENT PASSES

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

A Tender Moment Passes
In The Wee Hours Of The Night
With A Glimmering Hope Of Passion
And A Spark That Might Ignite

But No Flickering Flame Is Kindled
There’s No Delirious Delight
No Sense Of Need Or Urgency
In The Middle Of The Night

A Tender Moment Passes
Into The Moonlight’s Mist
As It Leaves A Longing Heart
And A Wanting To Be Kissed

Copyright © 2018 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
10-28-2018 @ 4:00 A.M.

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Posted on October 29, 2018 at 11:03 PM in chuck, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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