Precious Moment

Any moment is a precious moment,
with wonder and joy trapped in time.
Once a dream becomes tangible,
the world is at your fingertips.

So we speak a language of love,
There is no hate, there is no sorrow.
This dream of ours shall forever stay,
as we are trapped in this moment.

Skin tastes like chocolate,
Lips taste like wine.
Delicate is the movement,
Trapped in this time.

Molten chaos amidst endless silk,
A thousand breaths drawn.
Tingles race like horses,
Body’s rapt in the moment.

This moment is trapped forever,
In the mind that holds it dear.
The love that sits waiting,
Waiting for you to be here.

Poem by Dragon Blogger


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Written by dragonblogger (656 Published posts)

I am a dedicated father and husband who works an IT job during the day and has as passion for blogging and poetry. I have been writing poems for more than twenty years and I write at least 1 new poem or haiku per day and publish it on this blog since it started in September 2008.

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