Intirely Bloomed

Intirely Bloomed

A Poem by LlamaLord
"

Forever I pray

"

On such a beautiful day, I somehow tell myself it's not.
The beauty of the one I truly hold, is never forgot.
Sunlight spills onto the side walk creating visual perfection.
But the grasp of your love pulls me in a different direction;
something brilliantly easing crazed affection.
Flowers bloom with colors from the presence you wield.
Lights and nutrients fill the air planting the perfect field,
for someone as filling as you. Someone so complete.
I become whole when you open that door. I see
it in your heart and in your words. The soul of someone
so complete and worthy. You bring not only joy, but the
consistent flow of hope. Happiness reins from your eyes
when you look into mine. Blue and green are my favorite
colors. Who can decide between a dominant when really,
all I need to know that you will be here forever.
So hold me tightly tonight as your beauty consumes.
Takes my heart and my breath so I'm left with these weeds
bloomed.

© 2009 LlamaLord


Author's Note

LlamaLord
Today I was sick and stayed home from school. It really got me thinking just how much love can mean to a person. By a person, I mean my humble self. How can I possibly accept what she has to offer? I've summed it up.

Without her self, I am so incomplete. She carries with her such beauty. However, as one we stand. Together we form the strongest relation of all. Love.

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love free verse poetry... you speak so gently of how love can bring hope in the darkest of times, at least to me this does... you have wonderfully unique style.

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LlamaLord
LlamaLord

Nashville , TN



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