Until I Felt the Breezes Without You

Love was not enough
as I sipped on the only reason
I could hear from your kiss
although it was dressed the same
as an angry sea.

Still, I was unable to let go
because I so enjoyed
those images
that spun in beauty
before my sighs.

Lost moments recollected
I had speak out
in their smoothness
even if they were only
fantasies.  

Such as the ones
taken out of the box
I will forever
just call
yours and mine.

No love was not enough
Until I allowed myself to feel the sky
and its playful breezes
upon my skin
alone
without you
 

Author's Note

Sometimes we don't appreciate what we have until we think it is gone..........

Reviews

[Sara Mercury]

Reading your poetry makes me 'feel' too much for comfort, really. This isn't an insult whatsoever, but the greatest compliment a poet could ever want. You should feel very proud. You've done well to evoke such deep emotional feeling from someone who is constantly running from feeling anything.

[Angel Bluestocking]

i love it. :)

[Ladysue]

astounding lines these are...

No love was not enough
Until I allowed myself to feel the sky
and its playful breezes
upon my skin
alone
without you

such a beautiful and true piece of writing...

[Art Sun]

so true Neva...one can be like the wind and travel among the skies and yet it is when we lose someone close whether in a relationship of love or even a friend or family...yet it is when we realize how very important those persons are that we become more compassionate and loving...

[al winter]

thank you author of the earth, the wind, and the fire of life.

[Jake]

Good write, well done. Just enough emotion without it sounding too 'weepy.' If you get what I mean . . .

[Fabric Pulse]

"Love was not enough until I allowed myself to feel the sky.." ~~~~~That line delivers a triumphant statement, freedom, inner bliss of when you let someone in for the first time to be complete.

[Tommy]

Neva, it never seems to be enough until it is gone, does it? And then when we have lost it, love is the all encompassing factor. That opening stanza, Wow!

So much passion in these words:

"Love was not enough
as I sipped on the only reason
I could hear from your kiss
although it was dressed the same
as an angry sea."

Great Write!
RLG,
Tommy

[Jim Parson]

But the only way to find out is to let it go. Pave paradise, put up a parking lot. A beautifully melancholy piece, Neva, ripe with sentiment and remorse. I really like it a lot. It moves me.

[Audrey Howitt]

So very true! Beautifully done here! I so love your work.

[Ruth]

So true! This actually caused a tear, remarkable emotion within this poem love, beautifully written. I love the fact that there can be such numbness until we learn to feel again, the tenderness of life can be so stalled until that point! Wonderful poem xx