Love

He is autumn.
He is quiet streets,
Cars going slowly, not stopping.
He is naps in the cool afternoon.
He is the breeze.

I am softer for you.

I am the rocks on the shore,

Ravaged by the sea.

I am made of abrasions.

 

My head is not in the clouds

It is here, on the ground, with you.

My body, my heart,

They are in the meadow with you too,

Truly an extraordinary dream.

 

You are perfect.

Simply perfect.

Who is perfect, really? No one.

But you are like the moon,

Beautiful and flawed.

You are autumn, yes, but

You have grown a springtime in me.

We are new.
We are tender, too tender perhaps-

Even the word “we” is new.

I worry that we won’t succeed.

We are new, we are inexperienced too.

The point of love is to better yourself

And the work love requires is worth the effort.

You are worth it.

 

I think that I love you.

I love you.

Je t’aime.

 

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

Wow!!! What a sweet passionate love....I think the whole poem conveys something magical and the way you have presented it is just amazing....As a reader i felt the heart-warming emotions of this poem....Very well done mate....Full ratings....Clappings!!!!

[Emily]

Thank you so much!!!

[usman]

really nice job,i really why it takes me so long to read,
thank you

[Emily]

Thank you usman!

[zaisham9393]

This is really sweet and amazing :).
Loved it so much...Thank You for sharing :)!!!

[Emily]

Thank you for the review!

[AaronFreitas]

What an awesome person.... who wouldn't want a love like this :) You expressed yourself
perfectly Emily... good work :)

[Emily]

Thank you so much Aaron! The person this is dedicated to really is awesome. He's the love of my life. :)