Sometimes calling in the dead of night or on a lonely street at dusk just there just ever so there Warming bones like a cup of tea sweet overriding bitter Stolen moments on a sandy beach Twisting round weathered branches of my heart Sometimes calling at midday taking hold of my hand Cradled in my arms Singing a song like the prettiest a songbird sings There is love all around From within it breathes and emanates from my skin Through that sparkle in the eyes And the smile given to perfect strangers It never leaves even if sometimes I'd wish it You are there, love growing inside evolving, unfolding flapping your wings but never flying far away.
Written as an ode to Valentine’s Day, an ode to love.
Love has many forms, phases, spirits.
It surrounds me. Enlightening, fulfilling,
gut-wrenching, cosmic, glorious.
2 responses to “Love, Surrounding”
Took me away for a moment, illuminating..makes me realize the esscence of the author…essecence of love…its everywhere if you are open to see it..
It looks like the cloud is heart-shaped. Or maybe your poem just makes it look that way. :0) Very nice.