The relationship had turned sour and stinking. Angry... they had enough after a while and finally found the courage to walk out at the break of dawn and leave them, still sleeping, knowing the sun would be the only thing they'd see when they awoke. Anything that needed saying was said to the rising sun as they walked away from it all. It happens that way sometimes, doesn't it? Congratulations. Not exactly my cup of tea but I can see the appeal of the visuals, word choice and vignette.
wow, this is beautifully descriptive and alive, and passionately affectionate, sweet and conjuring,
in essence you capture innocent romance and the pinnicle of hearts desire, the metaphorical concepts are gentle and sweeping, lovely, I find myself lost in the dreaminess, and sincerity of sentiment,
brilliantly done and lovely sundae, you have a way with art and wording that combine wih perfect balance
I Said Everything To The Sun..oh what a declaration..
Down grassy grounds breeze softly hissed..rustle of leaves underfoot,crickets long asleep
Crimson horizon rising from east,light pointing to me as I tiptoe
Words killed on my lips,I cut through the tether..a new promise for me
I the hand of time,traveled all distances,leaving behind no footprints
I told the sun everything,and you will be told in the morning
When the sun kissed your eyes,like blazing fire
these are wonderful words of a new dawn,tethers cut,distance walked,many moons in wait for bravery,words no more killed
and we are promised a new scent..
as a new promise..new hope is in sight..
lovely write..
“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the.. more..