My Love, Oh Love

Sweet spring air,

Do whisper deceit,

My love,

Oh love,

Come back to me.

Some call to floaters

Apparitions of the eye

Blinding me

Oh, do come back

The flashing light

do tell me, you

have gone arry,

Why?

Gentle chill, make  your way

down this spine

Like painting a picture

Each stroke,

A low-pressured finger

Dissentegrated, your face

Speak to me,

My love,

Oh love,

I've been waiting.

Reviews

[Megan E Twenter]

thanks girl! :)

[Adelia Alighieri]

Exactly the kind of poetry I love reading, efficient and to the point. Brilliance in every word, every verse. Well done, indeed!