YOU ARE

YOU ARE

A Poem by poetforlife

 

 

YOU ARE

 

You are....a drive down a dirt road on a Sunday afternoon with clouds of dust trailing behind us and nothing but the future ahead

 

You are....a cold glass of water on the hottest of summer days where I can melt icecubes on my chest over the place my heart beats for you

 

You are....a cave in the wilderness when it seems the wild beasts of the world might devour me, it is here, in you, that I can hide

 

You are....a big bowl of vanilla ice cream with whipped topping and sprinkles that I can lick off of a spoon and not regret one drop

 

You are....a smile that finds me through all the tears that my heart has cried since I've known you

 

You are....my favorite song playing on the radio with the windows rolled down and the wind blowing in my hair

 

You are....a storm cellar when the tornados of life threaten to tear me apart, a place of refuge that I know will hold through the  torrent

 

You are....peace to me like a brook rippling in the quietness of the woods and nothing I can hear but the water and whispers of the wind

 

You are....cotton candy at a fair, ferriswheels and fireflies floating in the air

 

You are....strength in my veins like an addiction that I cannot put down or walk away from, but I don't want to

 

You are....every dream I've ever had that I never want to wake up from

 

You are....a treasure of purest gold that no price can be put upon for your worth is more than all the riches untold

 

You are....all I could ever want, or ask, or need

 

You are...not mine

© 2008 poetforlife


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really good i would say more but gtg you know

Posted 16 Years Ago


this was just like the cowboy said, gut wrenching, but what made it hit home even more and become a sad testimonial self portrait was the statement by an blind angel, because I am still here and she should kow that.

great poem, one for the ages.

loved it.

-DeAn

Posted 16 Years Ago


Wow that really is a gut cruncher at the end... finding that perfect person and not being able to be with them... excellent work.

Some very wonderful descriptions of that person by the way.

Posted 16 Years Ago


i really like this, great detail and the ending
I so know that feeling
For as you have described so well this is how I feel for my man
well he's no longer mine
REGRETS is all that is left
Great write!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Oooo brilliant till the last satisfying line and oh so sad too.

Blessed be!!
Fallon

Posted 16 Years Ago


ugh!!!!!!!!!!!! the last line... You are Not MINE!!! everything else but not yours,,, so sad but at the same time blessed to have found it...

Posted 16 Years Ago



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