Did you always keep
Your love in the present?
How much you never lessened it
Fresh-hearted we were young
Our fate was to know
The love we kept like flying leaves
In the winds of destiny
Red with Autumn’s princess moments
Green with Spring’s princely body-contact
Did you always keep
Your love in the present?
Seldom did we miss the truth
I know all your secrets, my dear, my dear.
who are you REALLY? how did you write a poem about what is happening to me right now at this exact moment??
lol?
I really like the imagery you used here. Nice
I really enjoyed this – it has this beautiful lyrical tone, like a lullaby. Thank you for posting it.
Yes I rarely write a lyrical feel, but sometimes the ear must have what it wants!
“Red with Autumn’s princess moments” That is superb. Beautiful poem. 🙂
Yes I’m rather fond of that metaphor 🙂
Awesome mythology 🙂
yeah metaphors and mythology, I’ll settle on metamythology I guess 😛
LOL!!! 😉 I guess I was feeling a little tired + wired (Twired) when I wrote that comment to you 😉
p.s Thanks for the ‘follow’ too!
..rather, I meant ‘metaphors’… !!!! 😉