I love you in the immediacy of a perfect
white bloom. In the breathlessness of
a cold winter's window, streaked with
summer memories of you, I write your
name. In my heart we're already the
wild wind tamed, following the ripened
sun.
We're already waves floating
on the sea and the smiles
in our children's eyes,
dancing and singing,
singing and dancing.
Jul 21, 2012
Following the Sun ~ for p
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wildheart
my wondeful wildheart
monday morning here...am just off to mum's
and then on to the occasion.
will return to this. wanted to let you know i am going where
i'm going today, with these words resounding
thank you can't begin to say it...
will p.m. you
xxx
Anna
No matter what poetic forms there are, these words to someone are beauty in their own right/write a tribute to how you feel also and those feelings are of love and deep.
A beautiful write, Yours Ian.T (NO La La's) lol
i've read this poem over and
i've read this poem over and over, and am as enamoured
by it each time
i have no crit to offer ... there's not a word, phrase, or
even syllable i think should/ could be improved upon
you have taken something...an essence pehaps? and
made it breathe
i CANNOT pick one line over the next, although the
last 5 lines are something special ... i smile each time i read them.
i imagine those words floating off into sweet air ... their tender refrain echoing
how could you NOT be my crush?
thankyou
p
x
p.s. will pm you. want to tell you things of the day.