Minding my own business
tending the sail
I was headed home
or thought I was
A clear sky, fine nighttime
and here we are
your smile floors me
so utterly infectious
your soul is rare…
I can’t help but start beaming too
knowing how easy it would be
to fall
to fall in love with you
I was minding my own business
following the stars
headed home
or so I thought
The sky torn open
silver pin pricks pepper the black
a great flash of stars
form this novel map
A new constellation
presiding over me
summer come suddenly
its glow rushes to my bones
I’m so quickly lost in
your mischievous grin
Splashing through the mud
painting these bright colours
lit by the effervescent glow
of your thousand watt smile
I can’t help
but catch myself beaming too
knowing how silky it would feel
to fall
And to be caught
In a net of love with you…
[2021]
Thanks for reading.
The Lighthouse 
For goodness sake Tom… Can you please stop writing these killer pieces, it’s making the poet in me depressed 😂 In all seriousness, this is some stellar writing 👏👏👏
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Haha, thanks for your support Bree. Please don’t ask me to stop, I’ve only just got back into the swing of things 😂
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Haha, I did think that even as I was writing it. So yes, keep going, you are just too talented to stop.
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This is beautiful!
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Ah, thank you Cassa, that’s very kind of you. I’m so pleased you enjoyed it 😀🙏🏼
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One can truly fall in love with your poetry and romanticize them. It’s beautiful!
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This is my comment, haha! I don’t know why it showed anonymous 😄
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Haha, Thanks Sirishty, the WordPress gods work in mysterious ways 🥸. Thank you for reading and commenting! 😃
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Indeed😅 it’s my pleasure, enjoy reading your poems. Keep writing.
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What a lovely thing to say. You’ve made my day! After my previous poem, I wanted to write something happy, positive and hopeful. This is what I came up with. 🙏
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Wow thank you!
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So romantic, a love born under the stars!
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I’m sure that’s where the most important romances are formed – they always have for me. Thanks for reading ☄️
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“The sky torn open
silver pin pricks pepper the black
a great flash of stars
form this novel map…”
This is… Wow… ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Ah thank you so much! This section was a last minute inclusion because I felt something was missing… So, I’m extra pleased you singled it out. 🙏🏼
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