Treasure Island

Fay Slimm

(Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Being Loved.


To be loved is a bower of roses
Heavy with warm, scenting the deepest curve
Of my soul, or hours of rainbows, floating
Colour into my mind, and observing
How they gleam light onto secret dreams my
Heart melts in a smile. To feel I am loved
Fills me with true tree-green peace. Cloudless sky
Impregnates bluest of blue in me. Above
All I walk straight now, taller, sedately
Measuring time with hope. Love showing how,
If patience reigns, our day will not be late
In arriving. It will appear, allowing
Love it's own space. Destiny, fulfilling
Fate's call, I shall be loved then, as God wills.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 14, 2009

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  • Lynda Robson (4/14/2009 6:38:00 AM)

    A deep meaningful poem about being in love and being loved in return, it warmed my heart to read Fay, thank you,
    10
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  • Catrina Heart (4/14/2009 12:54:00 AM)

    You have painted a wonderful picturesque of of being inlove.........melted my heart with your awesome verses of love.............10 (Report) Reply

  • Fiona Davidson (4/14/2009 12:36:00 AM)

    Simply beautiful write Fay....To be loved is such a wonderful feeling and you express it so well here...Fi 10+++ (Report) Reply

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