A faint voice combs my hair with a sea of joy for my taking............
We will rest by the stream in the pages of my letters to you Worshiping footsteps that fall where no one sees Waking in the tall grass where promises lie half asleep Calming in their desire to keep our restful peace
Nothing compares to remembering our kisses, all lit aflame Never lost to the sight of this woman in my mirror Invading as a dancing ghost who has stolen truth’s candy To eat when your presence I still find much dearer
A faint voice combs my hair with a sea of joy for my taking With no rules to govern our destiny or our fate Brimming with gems dyed in the sunlight of elements Seen as crystals leaving stars in their wake
The laws of the moon we can hold in a bowl full of love Waltzing as young lovers with hearts agleam Under a hand-written sign of words that steal away Any idea of what gravity holds and means
There was never one soul that could float on air alone After passing the doors to gaze upon love Without feeling cold when outside of the embrace Of what has been written in the stars above
We will rest by the stream in the pages of my letters to you Let the earth witness what only our two hearts see To wake in the tall grass where promises lie half asleep Becoming the diamonds we were meant to be
This made me think of young love, puppy love and while we are young, not understanding what a wonderful experience we are given. That raw emotion, the empowerment it gives us, is wasted in most cases as they usually end in sadness. To look back they were truly moments of diamonds.
There was never one soul that could float on air alone
After passing the doors to gaze upon love
Without feeling cold when outside of the embrace
Of what has been written in the stars above
the way the lovers would into diamonds is wow--wonderful thought!
the queen of metaphor i would say---amazing...and keep it going amazing itself!
This writing gives off the rosiest glow, a feeling of old-fashioned romance in which everything between two people has a place, '..Waking in the tall grass where promises lie half asleep ~ Calming in their desire to keep our restful peace' : hen moving on to, ' .. Let the earth witness what only our two hearts see ~ To wake in the tall grass where promises lie half asleep '
"Worshiping footsteps that fall where no one sees" "We will rest by the stream in the pages of my letters to you" Brilliant and romantic write!!
I love the tender feelings and the warmness that comes into my heart while reading this. Excellent work.
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So good.... I want to eat it up!!!
Oh sweetie, you write with such eloquence...
"...ghost who has stolen truth’s candy"..."moon we can hold in a bowl full of love"...
"grass where promises lie half asleep... Becoming the diamonds we were meant to be"
The words were sweet, the words were moist, and tender. I just ate comfort food, reading this poem... absolutely lovely! *muah
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