Our love

Our hands entwined like vines on the tree of love,

We shall watch the heavens spell out our names in a cloud of pink air.

We are forever lovers.

Envious of the stars up above.

We laugh like children in play.

We cry like sinners in the month of May.

Here we are and here we will stand now and forever.

Will you take my hand?

Our hands become bitter as we lose each others grip..

No matter we are star crossed lovers .

Back to the ground we go laying beneath the stars.

Our hands entwined like vines on the tree of love,

never losing its leaves for the winter.

Bright and beautiful just like your eye.

As we lay beneath the vibrant blue sky.

Hands entwined eyes to the ready we make our way to the rising sun.

Limbs grow weak,,

Stars grow dim and fade away.

Passion begins to boil..

This is the moment ...

The star crossed moment..

Hands entwined we say hello to a beautiful life that has just been bestowed.

 

Reviews

[Everett DeValle]

Aww, Amour...lovely reading passionate poem.

[Acer]

Lovely, nicely expressed. loved it indeed.

[Alexis suzzanne]

thank you

[Acer]

My pleasure :)

[Alexis suzzanne]

:)