Before any thing existed And emptiness filled a void When not a name was listed In the pageant to be destroyed I cherished you, my beautiful Rose Your petals crimson and fragile The splendor Creator chose To exist beyond this exile Inside time and space In my warm embrace
I cannot say anything about this poem that you wouldn't already know. No reminders of this, that and the other or anything else. I will say what is in my heart. This photo and poem is the work of a wise man whose talent goes beyond my ability to comperend, the beauty of it unspeakable.
hugs,
Judy
To be exiled away from another's heart compels love to find other avenues. The heart comes full force then and telepathy can't touch it. There are no words for how the heart trespasses time zones and comes upon it's twin to dwell within the Jaquar or the rose . The flower has a sweeter perfume as the Jaquar purrs with content...and none is the wiser of how...Love just IS!. This is extraordinarily beautiful. It made me cry Chris.
Always Shine,
Susan
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such strength
yet delicate to the touch
such a powerful grip
with so much love
i remember you........
Excellent poetry it moves
Sandie Angel :o)
hugs,
Judy
Always Shine,
Susan