“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Showing posts with label love letter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love letter. Show all posts
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Warm & Fuzzy Inside
Here We Are
Together again!
before- Have I told you
How glad I am you came
Back again, possibly again...
I think you think (like me)
any moment in time
when we read a rhyme
that carries a certain chime
it is truly sublime...
I hope you might also see
all that matters are these moments
a piece of bliss unknown
about you, about me, about We
I think we mutually agree
on perhaps a little poetry
I am so pleased you
got away with
a stolen moment
to just look at ME, and smile
your happiness is mine
(even though it's better to share)
Your time is my treasure
Your eyes are my precious gems-
they are beautiful you know
but you've heard that before
still...you should know
I'm dancing on air
when I've seen
you There
curious
about me too
I'm right here
waiting for You
You make me feel so special
I glow inside, I'm sitting in the sun
a bird just mentioned you
just passing by
carried on the wind
echoes the sky
It reminded me
I should return
and show my gratitude
for You on this cloudless
poetic, grateful Winters day
So, thank You for You
in every wordless way.
Image By Jan Portielje, "Love Letter" (Arts & Humor de Mulher) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
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