~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In memory of a moment long gone but not forgotten~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My Life began today: Though my lungs have filled these many years, Yet now, with the scent of honeysuckle floating merrily on the wind, Beneath this Water Oak, looking into your lovely eyes, I deeply breathe of you.
My Joy began today: Though my mouth has often filled with laughter, As the giggle of the stream beneath us, blending with your voice, Beckons harmony from the doves calling from the nearby meadow, I softly whisper your name.
My Love began today: Though my heart has been caressed by its flame, As I gently touch your cheek, and feel the passion ignite within us, Walking upon this wooden bridge, your hand in mine, I say aloud, "My life began today!"
Dear Eddie,
This is a beautiful tender romantic poem and one written by a man who knows what it is to love. Only a lover can pen such words. Well done poet.
With love
Chanti
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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cynth'ya lewis reed
(((HUGS))) and love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
This is a beautiful tender romantic poem and one written by a man who knows what it is to love. Only a lover can pen such words. Well done poet.
With love
Chanti