I never saw it coming and left it unattended. Did I tell you once upon a time how you set my heart afire? Do you know of this feeling, deep inside my soul? Where the warmth of your words pass on a sweet afterglow? I bask in your verse, they carry me for miles, some days... and I look back on them to make it even further.
And then.
Oh, foolish talk, yes? Like a teenager in lust. It’s not prose, my dear, but how my brain seems to work. In overtime. Again. It would not seem quite right, these common old phrases. When the heart is all soft and gently confiding. Like ordering a seltzer when champagne is wanted. You know. It has never felt typical, but, very much surreal, a constant bond of feeling loved, a sealing of my fate. Awakened wholly sated under a blanket of love, covering my misgivings, warming up my heart.
Last thought, first. It was but a dream, or was it? I feel you tracing a pattern of love in the middle of my heart. You have no idea. You left me wanting to finish the dream, leaving me here, alone in the dark. Have I told you how your words caress me in whole? How the very thought of you brings a lightness to my soul? I can feel your hand over mine at night. As we sit and whisper in our world of delight. Yes. Pure heaven I say.
I’m not sure how I can be any clearer, you’ve stolen something from my soul, yet, I freely give it without even thinking.
Know that you are loved because therein lies the truth. It keeps my heart a kindle, its warmth consumed in whole.
Beautiful words and beautiful blooms.
Thank you. Spring flowers, shame on me. It must be spring somewhere in the world, right?
Of course. Its 5 o'clock somewhere... I do believe it is spring...down under.
They look so tender 😊
Hey Denise, cool to "see" you over here, as well! Seems like more and more familiar faces are poking their noses in here.
I do think it has potential.
Hey @Denmarkguy! I checked it out and found I was making more money over here. Ha.