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]
"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. "
i said it before Neva, you weave magic with your pen...i really really would like future genrations to study your poems...the ink that flows from your pen tell a story about life and lessons...you inspire loads of people here...that im sure!
What a solid foundation this relationship has
Such beauty and strength in your words
I always thought my relationship
had that strength.
My confidence was strong.
Lovely poem.
People say distance and time make it easier when you miss someone, but I think distance and time make the heart grown fonder. You are "never alone" when filled with the thoughts of that person, but it brings both comfort and pain. Like always, written with much love and talent. xo
I am breathless with romance...oozing from my pores...smelling the roses, tripping lightly along lily-gilded paths. The love is so apparent, thin as a gossamer breeze, blowing sweet caresses along my shivered arms. It is Songs of Solomon in modern prose, capturing the essence of the heart in the eyes...the story of love.
I cannot sum up the purity and beauty of the love in this poem, so I'm not going to try. It is perfection. Who ever they are, they are as lucky as it gets to inspire this
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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