It was not a mere handshake
It was kind of like a high five
except our fingers
and our gaze
We're slightly intertwined
One single brush of your kiss
One single glow in your honey colored eyes
Unleashed a whole mosaic
Of vibrant little butterflies
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Something opalescent and special
Has sprouted inside my delicate home
A pretty poem with blossoms of prose
In the garden of my soul.
I water them with the ink of my life
Inspire them with other flowers-
My qualities of empathy, love and hope.
Dreaming that they will make their stay
In the garden of my soul.
You know who else makes things flourish?
People like you who help my poems grow
Friends too are flowers that comfort
Only together we reach our dearest goals.
Let’s water each other with laughter,
Actions of love and words glazed with gold
So here I am hoping you’ll make your stay
In the garden of my soul.
Coldplay vibrating from the radio of my car
Measuring emotions in music on the highway of stars
An airplane descending from a teal skyline
Flashing purple lights shine in the nighttime
My olive toned hand melts into yours
Like the clear sky and the ocean would do
Both being so perfect, so hopelessly blue
This is what I call the golden summer
A Miami summer with you
the daytime dream... Then, the
nighttime scene!
So with every wisp of the crisp fall breeze
And with every sprightly step I take
I feel not only a change of weather
But also a change of heart awake...
Hello sweethearts 🌼, do you have Wattpads so I could read your writing? And also, I have a little poetry book there by me if anyone is interested 💜 it has the continuation of the poem cited at the beginning of this post 😉
If you love a Poet
You're loving artwork made of glass
Just as she is scintillating
Be rough, she will not last.
If you love a Poet
Don't hem her in with many rules
Either way she's bound to break them
In secret ways you don't approve
If you love a Poet
Your name's forever etched in ink
Everything is to reminisce
From what you do to what you think
But
If a Poet loves you
In her soul, you're more than just a part
For just as you have shown to love her
To you she gave her heart
Am I really terrified
Of love?
Or is it of
Irrevocably falling
And being the only one
That does
A crimson cap on his ruffled hair
His thoughtful smile and kind remarks
Violet flowers in the chilly air
Our last hug in the dark...
I ran down the creaking stairs
My soul heavy that I had to depart
But even when I boarded that plane,
I never forgot his gentle heart
