I think that it would be great for us to share our writing. I write poetry too - have a personal favorite that I will post as soon as I can get to my work computer (why I have it stored there and nowhere else is just due to randomness)
Layers of tulle Clinging to my skin floating on the breeze yet being pulled in
You've already started this off for me as tumultuous as Tulle, France's history, in a good way and sans all the bloodshed. I really like the use of tulle here, it hints at long term romancing of a noun or mood, not just an ephemeral reverance. I can relate to that flavor of wind and its indecisively calm excitement, and it has me in the mood to keep reading. Nice basic rhyme to start off with for this poem, I think, too.
from this embrace being pulled away, out to meet again soon when dawn yet a thought
Now this is a stanza. It's just precious. I really like how the lines go in and out like the cloth you described against your face, and it looks like you are starting to think about the elements changing now in the last line. The element of full rhyme has taken a step out for a bit but it is wonderful. To me it flows just the same and is somehow appropriate.
you can’t resist my moisture rich skin sparkling, singing soon we dance again
I'm really starting to see the imagery and personification now of the river and the mist and their dance. You have done an incredible job. This makes me want to selfishly desecrate the dance by swimming in the river.
go hide, my sweet wherever you go hold the thought dear that I love you so
For me this is a brief return to basics of poetry, nothing complicated and nothing extraordinary as far as linguistics alone goes. Just some good old fashioned pleasant words strung together, and it works. For me it lets the feeling flow more now that what has already been said has been said. This stanza needed to be said and I'm glad you put it in.
come back to me under the moonlight dance with me, love until sun steals night
Very potent ending for me. It makes me feel closer to the sanctity of nature. Sometimes we take things like mist on rivers for granted but this really makes me appreciate it. I really wish you had taken pictures. This whole poem makes me happy.