Ancient Tales

A Love poem

My love, you spin, stories of old

Weave ancient tales, so bright ,so defined

To be ours and become, stories yet untold

My heart cracks, it breaks, your verse

So , so very perfect, so sublime

This love , you and me, so unrehearsed

Tales of warriors and love unfulfilled

This barrier between, you dissolve, eliminate by heart

You break me , piece by piece until I wish my wild mind stilled

Ninjas and velvet flowers, lessons learned

Hearts a flutter and others broken , tales of discontent

Of hearts and souls ,  some lovers spurned

Yet we go on again for you’re my love , my  storyteller, my dove

I listen intently to your breath, and wonder so

About these tales you tell so intently, with such longing, and such great love

Of butterflies and worms, such creatures, all part of life

These tales , you spin , you impart, make me so curious

I wonder why it is , it took me so long to make you my wife

 

Author's Note

Be Kind , I am not a poet!