rev:12
Sweet sight!
An Aurora’s light within my lover’s soul;
A spark so bright, roses bloom premature.
Men whisper of their meetings with her.
Those without souls to see… leave in jerking gesture;
As lovers teased in adolescent adventure
Admitting not to be of such high-caliber,
To be in her presence, without hope or future.
Help me my friends, how do I describe her?
Pure, innocent, commissions’ love ever-present.
All are invited. Silence your words,
Those who are willing to lose their minds,
accepting a hearts’ sweet surrender.
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Donna@Living From Happiness
May 31, 2015 at 5:38 pm
I love listening to you read this poem…’A spark so bright, roses bloom premature.’ Oh to be described as this….
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dabrnone
May 31, 2015 at 6:48 pm
Truly enjoy hearing you read. Such a fortunate lady to be described as in this poem.
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Kim Nelson
June 1, 2015 at 6:24 pm
I gave lots of thought to the notion of losing one’s mind in order to surrender to one’s heart. I want both!!!!! Greedy woman, to be sure!
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ManicDdaily
June 1, 2015 at 8:40 pm
She sounds pretty special! Thanks, ZQ. k.
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Leovi
June 2, 2015 at 3:57 am
Good poem! Beautiful madness of love!
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Myrna Rosa
June 2, 2015 at 9:52 am
Wow. That’s some love and a lucky woman to be perceived this way.
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Miss Stacy
June 4, 2015 at 1:14 am
she sounds like someone standing on the edge of a beautiful mess….
and you, my friend, are quite the scribe!
someone i had lost the link to your blog…i’m so excited to find it tonight! lol 🙂
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Gillena Cox
June 4, 2015 at 6:30 am
Thanks for linking up at my Sunday Lime
much love…
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