Two lives touch, Two lives Converge
Two hearts beat, Two minds merge
Two worlds together,Two stand alone
Two agendas, Two swoon
Two phones, same mind
Two halves, pleasure, both might find
Two wet, Two cream
Two share, transient dream
Peace relief pleasure time
Two remember it’s a fantasy rhyme.
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery
A blog to showcase the intricacies of poetry. To explore a little of the human condition and to highlight the poetry of Samantha Beardon.
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 