Poem -

TO CAROLINE...

TO CAROLINE...

Take me to Caroline, please...
Only for Caroline, please...

Caroline, Caroline, Caroline my dear
Are we not there yet? I think we are
Right here and now is where we belong, together
Our very own place, as I have promised 
Lovely and rosy your lips part
In sighs alone, it breath'd my name...
Now for you to be mine, alone
Escape with me to a place of our own
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zZzleepy

Inspiration from 'To Caroline' by Lord Byron

"...but I love the poetry of Caroline..."
~ Katherine Pierce

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lodigiana

Hi Love a good Acrostic! dont  often see too many differing genres of poetry so reading your piece made me very happy! nice work
Lodigiana xx

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zZzleepy

Thanks so much for your lovely comment Lodigiana!! I love trying different poem types..hehehe. Acrostics is deffinitely one of my faves at the moment. 
thanks again for reading and I'm very glad it made you happy X)

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LULU KING

HEHE! This piece is different from the other pieces you've shared :) 
I really like this line 

Now for you to be mine, alone
Escape with me to a place of our own

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author
zZzleepy

Have someone special in mind?? Hehehehe. Thanks for reading girlfriend ???. Kinda felt like I rushed the ending but oh well...What's done is done ????

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