Love Bloom Poem by Khauri Teverbaugh

Love Bloom

The heart blooms as a delicate flower, pulls from ones energy and creates an awesome magnetic power. Fly through time and space to this particular hour where love blooms in your chest, where your soul can settle and find rest. Not in death this is where we do not sleep, but in peace we lay in love.

The water of life's tribulations sprinkle and or down pour and beat, splash across the petals of our love and may even flood. Digging up the graves of the past, so heart grow deep roots and this flower will last. In fact, intertwine and rope through the earth and as Jah's word, creatively multiply and follow grand design. Unique blooms start to appear along side, they are awesome and to be revered. The fruit of our union growing each day with mercy and grace. No longer a seed but a master piece bouquet, now strong and resilient not just for display.

Drifts the fragrance of such love as it wafts from every pore, every cell can not help but expel this divine essence of pheromone only meant for you, special made from only our bloom.