It's Called Love

When nothingness of a blank canvas is smudged by glossy crayons of a child, a messy picture chuckles in a new carnival. When thoughts twinkle stargazing the sky unfurling a drama in splendor of limerance, an enchanted soul chimes like a chandelier. When fingers tingle in touch of embrace trembling underneath a virtual warm wrap a fragile dream meanders, on dainty tendrils When a fresh shower arouses scent of a landscape lined in primrose and peony, a luscious splash of rosewater permeates. When daisies laugh in brightest yellow, music sunbathing a vast green meadow a melody in beats of que sera resonates. When a dawn waiting beyond the horizon hangs the moon low, over the ocean, a complex world , blurrs out of vision. That scrambled emotion, has a beautiful name, they say it's called love. You say "You're mine" a thousand times and still never enough. 9th June 2019 Sponsor Sheri Fresonke Harper Contest : Going Deep within an Emotion