He had taken this wilted flower,
straight from a garden,
where sad and beautiful she had grown -
with no love of her own.
*
He delighted in her beauty.
she flourished under his radiant care.
every day like two turtle doves.
they shared sweet kisses.
*
It was like life began,
the moment they met,
neither with a love of their own,
searching the world over.
*
Like the oceans that rush to shore,
like birds that fill the world with song,
nothing could be more beautiful,
than the love that they shared.
*
The years had taken nothing,
they still glowed in their love,
like lovers from the past,
their love was meant to last.
*
Melodies of love,
composed so many years ago,
all speak about the beauty -
the wonder of true love.
*
Artworks depict this magic,
in colors most wondrous,
statues and monuments, fountains galore,
all created to honor Cupid Amor.
*
No matter what language you speak,
one look, one kiss, one warm hand to hold,
speaks one universal language -
the language of love.
*
Angels in Heaven above,
gather together like cupids,
watching over lovers below -
throwing darts so love will grow.
About the Creator
Rasma Raisters
My passions are writing and creating poetry. I write for several sites online and have four themed blogs on Wordpress. Please follow me on Twitter.
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