Love Calls
He is day's melody
adorned in sun-blessed hues
rich and dark the warmth,
he always finds time
caressing my hours
with whispers of thousand crickets
commands flowers to unfold
for the blooming of our dreams
I am his starlight
his woman
neutral but luminescent,
all seasons in his eyes.
He leans on me
for water's sustenance
bathes away all sorrow,
worships my eyes
with lips of reverence
and wonder ---
in love, he calls my name
at night time, he sings in thanks.
2-13-2014
Feeling The Love Contest of Charlotte Puddifoot
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
