As an autumn leaf,
I drift along an endless sea
quietly losing hope of finding
that special someone for me
as an un-blossomed flower,
with it's petals held closley against itself,
I shield my feelings inside myself
for, without the root of love,
I shall wither, as if left in a glass,
without water, upon a dusty shelf
Afraid to cry, for if I tremble in pain,
I shall surely fall apart
and who is there to mend
this broken Topaz heart?
Shall I let go of it, this trinket?,
this precious gem of hope?
or dare I cling to it, grasp at it
as if at life's rope?
shall I go on wearing this hope,
painted on as if a work of art?
awaiting the hands to tenderly care for
this bruised Topaz heart?
the loving hands to heal the bruise
and cause the pain to stop,
the gentle fingers to wipe
away, the last crystal-blue teardrop
I await this love, I thirst of it
as water,longing to be made anew
to feel love's healing power
upon this heart of Topaz blue
Wow, this is beautifully expressed,soft, whispered and flows like a dream, I particualrly loved the imagery,
the beauty in yearning that is captivating romance, the scope of depth is equally impressive,
as your words flow from through the heart and onto paper, I could feel myself drifting along.
the color blue and the originality play with endearing hopeful effect, masterfully done!
Wow, this is beautifully expressed,soft, whispered and flows like a dream, I particualrly loved the imagery,
the beauty in yearning that is captivating romance, the scope of depth is equally impressive,
as your words flow from through the heart and onto paper, I could feel myself drifting along.
the color blue and the originality play with endearing hopeful effect, masterfully done!
A single mom of 4 adult kids. I love to write, mostly romance poetry, but I do dabble in different areas of poetry. I just write what I feel about life. I also write short stories. I live In Dalla.. more..