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gillenacoxwatercolour first posted HERE

Nearness Of You

 Here we go again dear,

Bright moon our delight,

I had hoped for wine,

And twinkling stars, but

You and me near remain.

No one counts stars to wit,

It's just a game, romance

Can just as well be a 

A book on your mantel,

A story to fount night.

When all is said and done

Awakening should be

Just as sweet as words

Like dripping of treacle

Spoken or read before

© gillena cox 2023

 

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Poetry Form: Flamenca or Seguidilla Gitana