It's the in between...
...Before the now
After the today...
...Where i am at peace
In your arms...
...Like a dew covered Rose
In the early morn of day...
...At peace in the serenity
That breezes trhough this way...
...It's not so much the time spent
Or even, the way, you hold me so near...
...It's the in between time spent
That makes loving you so dear...
...It's that special melody playing
In our Garden Of Floral Memory...
...It is not, in the now of today
But more in the petals of Eternity...
...Each velvet Rose petal, dew covered in morn
In the in between, of yesterday...
...And the morrow, that may never, for us, be borne!
(Dedicated to all lovers and those in love.)
Marci, my dear friend, Thank you for your beautiful compliment. No the brain hasn't quit... and Yes, i would say, that the gray matter is doing just fine. Its just the darned old cardio-vascular system that could be doing a lot better. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers. Will have another letter for you in a day of two! Theo; 0) xo
Simply lovely, makes one wish to be in love, in a relationship yet again, well, almost that is..............Really this is just beautiful....It is clear beyond a resonable doubt that your gray matter is in excellent health! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Thank God! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! love, marci. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now this is the kind of poetry that I adore...expressing emotions with an elegance that is so rare, this is true poetry at its very best! Petals in eternity...garden of floral memory..just wonderful! ! !