Roses beneath a Picasso by Sarah M. Zang

This hidden hunger
is my taste for you,

Your voice
rich and sweet,
somewhat sad
in a moment unaware,

How busy you are,
Your tiredness
permeates my bones.

As I lock the day away
at sunset,
ruby fingered rain
taps a melancholy song
on my window,

Twilight falls in whispers,
Come, let’s dream.

Poem courtesy and © Sarah M. Zang

 

 

If you would like to read more of Sarah’s beautiful poetry, please visit her at
Pitching Pennies Poetry or at The Peaceful Pub .

12 thoughts on “Roses beneath a Picasso by Sarah M. Zang

  1. Many thanks, Francina,

    You are much appreciated, Dear Friend.

    My thanks also to all who spent time with my poem.
    The positive vibes give me energy to keep trying.

    Best,
    Sarah

    1. Oh, Francina. I thought I had gone to Sarah’s blog (I will go over there now) – otherwise I would have addressed the comment to you. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. I have been absent from yours too long as well. Hope all is well with you and yours. XO ❤

    2. Dear Diane, not to worry, it’s Sarah poem . Besides it’s lovely to see you here again! You’re welcome, it’s my pleasure to share!
      All is fine here! Hope all is well with you and your’s as well.

      Hugs and love from across the big blue pond, Francina xo

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