I'm not sure why, because I haven't written poetry since I was in elementary school, but this week's prompt immediately had me creating a poem.
His love, like elixer
fills me warm
and gentle.
Something new found
within his eyes,
brown and
beautiful.
Acceptance, kindness,
passion.
His love
for only me.
It fills me and
I am fearless,
gorgeous,
powerful.
4 comments:
You've said it just right: love draws us out beyond our fears, beyond our marked territory, into something blazingly new, wonderful, and inspiring.
Love does that to us...
shapely ghosts
The flavor of love - nicely done!
anno - isn't it amazing?
guatami - it sure does. even when we try to stop it.
tumblewords - thanks!
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