Hello,

A nice gentle poem in the late hours...

Two verses that mirror each other, but switch focus - nicely done.

For me, the second verse needs looking at-

My arms cradle her heart in love’s embrace, - a strange thought....drop 'heart'?
In my eyes, her cosmic purse, - cosmic purse?
My name whispered in Nebulae trace, - nebulae trace?
In her heart, my cryptic verse. - why 'cryptic'?

It might be said that the cosmic elements in this poem could be switched around without making much difference - but that is nature of abstract concepts I guess.

Overall, an enjoyable read with my nightcap, and I thank you for that.

Em

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