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Heart Throb


06.25.19 Posted in today's words by

Michael Copeland’s most recent poem to appear here was “Wishing and Hoping” (May 2019).

Heart Throb
By Michael Copeland

The azure colored sea sky
a distant daytime memory,
with rippled water dancing
and wind blowing lovely fair. 

As the ebon eve to the
Westward falls its liquid color,
my pulse quickens to your
approaching sweetness. 

The voice that speaks to me
in nightset utters never
words to offend
The God of the Moon.  

I pray you pardon my
unheralded love proclamation,
with only the stars to listen.
I bare my lonely heart.  

Drifting imagery of one
moment more, underscores
the quality of human passion.
You are the bearer of love. 



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