There are times when love is fierce
like boisterous stormy winds
wild waves pounding sandy shores
roar of thunder ruling the skies
and lightning fearsome bold
when kisses leave us breathless
and touches burn our skin
Love can be gentle, and quiet
a singing brook of emotions
tripping over rocks of devotion
silent cumulus clouds drifting by
snowflakes falling on a white world
memories wrapping us in wool blankets
to warm our hearts and souls
Love is the inquisitive coo of a dove
and the affirmative answer of his mate
the stars slowly appearing at twilight
and fireflies like fairy lights flitting
through the enchanted darkness
while crickets sing their serenades
and the warm darkness surrounds us
Love is wild and love is free
quickened with a storm of passion
subdued with a gentle tranquility
love was created to invigorate all of life
to inspire pen and tongue of bard
to give us a reason for living, love
Love permeates your poetry writing as well as your offerings in so many genres. In this poem you have beautifully characterized the moods of love and the way they are expressed--Impressively.
An intern architect at Ryan and Associates, Mateo Diaz has spent the last year learning his craft under the tutelage of partner Alex Ryan. Alex is the closest thing to family that Mateo has known since losing his own family years ago. But not even Al
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That's you. I remember.
:)
Times of love.
John
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