They have drunk the nectar
straight from their lips
and have become a flower.
Neither the malicious heat
of the summer Sun
nor the pungent twinge
of the winter frost
erodes their petal of love.
Ah! They are the lovers,
and all seasons are wonderful
for the lovers, who carry
the spring of love within.
Gorgeous words, Bhuwan. True love definitely is eternal and with each season comes a strengthening and renewing of the bond. Following Kate when doing a review is never easy. She says it all, so let me just say ditto to what Kate said. We are so lucky to have her here in the Den.
Take care,
Sherry
Just the essence of sublime truth and beauty in this edenic write, Bhuwan. Love is the sap, the blood of life that goes on with its creative purpose to produce countless encircling petals time after time after time, irrespective of the season. It carries the life-force, the energy to produce eventually its own luscious fruits - even though it remains in itself an intangible and invisible quality. But somehow, you can feel its presence, can't you?! Longing for news of you all... would love to send, but unsure as to safety... Be safe and be well. LOL and prayers, Kate xx
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Exquisitely perfect ... a wonderful poetic write!!
Blessings,
Robert
so so true.......lovely
spring does exist in the heart of those who love!!! this is a keeper!! ty pax A
when the heart is warmed by Love.
Blessings,
Joseph
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Love Tinka
Take care,
Sherry
Perfect pic. for this romantic poem!
Let love permeate the world!;-)
Love,
Eileen