Zamunda

New Years
A night to end all nights
And begin the rest
A celebration…

Of hair
So golden and fair
Radiating the beauty
Of her mind

Of eyes
Droplets of a green sea
Firmly shielding her thoughts
Delicately hunting her prey

Of lips
So full and red
Like satin pillows
On which to rest his troubled head

Of hands
Small yet wistful
Giving a blissful touch
Of pleasure or desire

Of love
The kind of love that stays
For minutes, hours, days
Or seconds

Yes, New Years is a celebration
Of that kind of love
Which goes nowhere
And stays everywhere

vonstalhein

I liked the structure, but it's a bit luvvy-duvvy for me!

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Zamunda

i know, I only wrote it for this stanza
Of love
The kind of love that stays
For minutes, hours, days
Or seconds

J.R.V.A.

Love is....... All these things...

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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart

losthellhound

My favorite as well

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"Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?"
-- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death