In the intrinsic magic metaphorical mystery of you I lay down my muse and make no excuse. Hitherto I was headed towards literary latitudes but what know I how to express love in language that lifts it to the legendary loftiness which it deserves.
I look at the lackluster attempt to describe my passion which is so profuse,.forced and feeble, so that you can proclaim my prosody prosaic, and you would be correct, so, I will make an end of this pretend that I am a poet.
Yet I will say this:
Your H ands hallow me
Your E yes enthrall me
Your L ips lubricate me
Your L ove luxuriates me
to Hell and back, but your
words give me wings that
lift me to warm winds with
which I will soar into eternity.
etw
Hmmm, just outta interest is the music Debussy <----phonetic, darn mwe i know i know the bloody thing... prolly edit later, lol, though often i delete stuff if i touch the controls, so maybe not....
Hell no!! Sweet work here.
Walt
Be safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Regis
stan
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love,
Susan