*
.
I’ve learned
not to miss
what’s not there
silver nights
of solitude
under blue trees
.
I may still
long for what
we haven’t got
but it’s too much
to waste
this time
of peace
.
may not be
too much to some
but your skin is
soft against
my own
.
the distance
you need
to sleep
is an habit
of yours
not mine
.
my eyes probe
through and past
the palm leaves
a sky embraces
all the love
I’ve got
..
.
annamosca 
its interesting how you place the image at the bottom. I think it has more impact..as the palm trees are in the last lines. good thinkin.
lovely work, too.
your heart is beautiful in its solitude ~
LikeLike
Thank you Tonia for your feedback. My heart thanks you too 🙂
LikeLike
Thank you for stopping by at my post Anna, I really enjoy your poetry and images.
LikeLike
You are welcome Cornelia, glad you like it here.
LikeLike
Very nice.
LikeLike
Thank you Simon.
LikeLike
Beautiful.
LikeLike
Appreciate your comment, thank you
LikeLike
Exactly how I feel tonight
LikeLike
Perfect then, thank you for your feedback. Contentment is the best place to be.
LikeLike
Thank you for recently liking a post. I write some poetry or prose, but mostly write of my life’s journey as it has been a complicated one. It is always an honor though when someone drops by that actually does write poetry as you do! Alesia
LikeLike
Alesia you are welcome! Life’s journeys are complicated yes but writing is a good way to bring the knots to the comb and make life flow smoother. Keep it up. Glad you like what I write.
LikeLike
Oh, this was incredibly beautiful! I especially liked the three last lines! so tender and vulnerable. So happy I came to visit your blog! 🙂
LikeLike
So happy for your feedback and for giving you instants of happiness. Glad you like it here 🙂 thank you!
LikeLike