Stolen

Lyrical

my love he brings me strawberries
fresh from summer’s garden
reddened ripe by sunlight
rinsed by cleansing rain
and in his loving giving
through all our days of living
i question why another
still bleeds within my veins

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Incredibly relatable and visceral in its emotional message. Love does that to us. We can do nothing but be swept by its tide and hope that its force of nature eventually ripples to a calm tranquility. Because in the end we are left with its haunting memory. The good, the bad, the terrible, and the beautiful.

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Carlos. Thank you so much. Yes, swept by its tide is a wonderful way of putting it. I hope all is well in your world.

Chris

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

Your words are heartfelt and evocative, and they paint a vivid picture of love and longing. The way you describe the simple pleasure of receiving strawberries is both touching and poetic. Your use of metaphor and imagery is particularly effective, and it helps to create a sense of intimacy and vulnerability in the reader. I think that your writing is a testament to the power of love to inspire and uplift us.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks for such an encouraging review. Your thoughts are very much appreciated.

Chris

[Stella Armour]

true love especially first love never really dies and goes away , it is harmless if you are in a steady marraige ... just sweet memories ..

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Stella. Have a lovely Sunday.

Chris

[Neville]

.. to punnet in succinct terms, this is really quite splendid our Chris .. 🍓🍓:)

[Chris Shaw]

Yummy …. more strawberries. Thank you Neville:)

Chris

[Neville]

................................. 👍🍓 :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the Wimbledon choice of delicacy, Strawberries and Cream...
No matter how happy a current lover might make us feel, those from the past still nod at us every so often.
nicely done, Chris,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you J. Plenty of strawberries at Wimbledon for sure. Have a great Saturday.

Chris