A normal day, I think not, when I am away from you. This is when my heart races and I talk too much with my eyes. Who sees the places that wake up the world when I walk beside you? Even ancient stars stare subtlety in silence at the easy way my thoughts exude sweet memories of you.
Where are the little rooms where flowers blossom when I look into the looking glass that whispers love travels between you and me? Why is it when I look into the back of my mind I find I am drinking in the essence of you until I am filled with a happiness full of color that takes my breath away.
A normal day, I think not, when I am away from you. Shade may cover the sun but the memory of your eyes sings the light back to me. My beloved, the mere mention of your name on my lips takes away any restless shadows that try and pass into my heart you see.
You are inside of me as love splashed on the canvas of my day. It makes no difference if my hand touches your own. A normal day, I think not, when I am away from you, but I know, I am never alone.
ohhhh, from a wellspring of endless love comes a seeming pinnacle of expression released through eyes focused on the purity of candle flicker, reflecting back a heart true and beloved in equal measure, for there are unions that can never be broken, i think.
such beauty in the nimbleness of your pen, neva. [sigh]
Another person with the romantic mentallity...I love it! This piece is so full of imagery and when I read it, I can only think of one person. You weave a web of beautiful thoughts and I adore reading them all!
Neva, once again I am astounded by your work. Even more so I"m quite impressed with this piece. It is very easy to interpret. The imagery isn't too thick that it's hard to follow. It's the perfect balance. I really love how you compare love to paint on a canvas of day. Beautiful, beautiful stuff.
Yes Ms. Flores, I am betting you do speak volumes with your eyes, just as you do with your fingertips. The thought of never feeling alone is so special, but often very hard to maintain when the one who keeps our candle lit is away.
Thanks for sharing.
this is beautiful, it makes u want to believe that when in love the ache of being apart makes the heart grow even fonder for the person they in love with..
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