i find it perfect
to live under the curl
under you
the tossing
the turning
i’m breathing near you
you hide my fears
i’m under the curl
under you
the hate is nowhere
i’m lost in love
under the curl
i’m pulled closer
pulled too strong
under your curl
2013
Feels warm, comfy and lovely – under her curl – that’s the way to entre dreamland, me thinks too.
A wonderful love poem- the repetition of ” under the curl” works beautifully.
This is very nice! 🙂
You remind me of my favorite poet, George Bacovia (Romanian, as I am), who was a great symbolist
Good stuff my friend 👏👏👏
I am lost in love
under the curl
Nice….
warm and comfy, yes! 😉 thanks for visiting my blog theionexchange.wordpress.com. I’ll be back to read more of your works. I’m so glad I’ve found some people who write and breathe poetry here 🙂
Sweet stuff ~
🙂