Harbour Lights

20 Nov



In a far off

warm, exotic place

where lights

along the old harbour

shine and shimmer

glisten and glimmer

dance and dissolve

into the green-black sea

your elegant hand

will find mine.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written a year ago. Sometimes those harbour lights call insistently.

Art by Dmitri Danish

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Posted by on November 20, 2017 in Poetry, Still Life


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