I call to you..... embrace me
I hear the wind lifting the leaves by the hand
they come for you ….
I see the sun as he peels away the clouds
he looks for you..
For you are my garden filled with flowers
I adored you...
The tree that shades my pain and feeds my heart
I turn to you…
For I am a child who is lost within these rooms I sit
and wait for you….
I am only a shadow of you and all that you inspired to be
I call to you..... unleash me
I breathe through you....... Now breathe for me
Great poem with profound metaphors and fortified emotions.
simplicity of your poems, makes one wonder at the depth of the meanings they hold in their heart.........wow is the word for this one.....
There is a great sadness present here that is unspoken. The clarity is lacking but the yearning is not. Greenwolfe 1962
your love is surplus..........shown in your write...............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love when bestirred by the breath seems to be besortted...............as sways by the rose, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , love wishful bedazzled in blue, well penned,10/10, thanks for sharing