as old as time
I grace with age
my years,it birthed fate
wisdom is swollen
notion is heightened
Youth descended,
like lips ascend
words to plural
formal for dull minds
with tales of  life
I flatter mortality  
yet I am bathed with solace

sweetness is the joy of spring -
The flock of breeze ,
the gust of sun.
the taste of cherry,
the scent of green.
The earth is  ripe .
The howling of joy -
the leaping of laughter-
the sooth is fresh ,
it ignites  beauty-  
It blooms with love ,
like two birds with a hymn.
The birth is floral ,
The grace of tulips ,
  sprouts of  euphoria-
To magnificent ,gaze of summer

I too!
tasted love that never brewed
two pairs of us , they wont tell,
like spring in Sunset
we curved our ache ,
we pecked wounds from our chests
like a tearing of  every scar
weren't to know that this scorn
would bloom into a beautiful lie🤍

Shes' was fire
her courage blazed the earth
she' strength
her grace sparks beauty
her soul is inferno
it ignites power
her patience is light
that fuel ⛽️ passion
with lips like flame
her turmoil burnt
her  resilience is a blast

,to her  chaotic world
he held her
to a trail of lights
brighten by his innocence

two souls ignited
to a colorful  adorn
it illuminates sweetnesses
scented by memories
that fade to dust

words spoken softly
a-shed  from pain -
unveiling resentment
buried with ache '
war became familiar-
just was her soul
burning with grief-
a settled scorn
in World filled with wrath
redemption seemed obscure
with lips  too-stale,
she' yield

meet me half way !

   Between rivers that flow-within-
   Reach me for I am rinsed with love -
   My soul floats with oasis .
   I am bend with devotion.
   Float along',
   Let me drown you with passion,
   I am the rift of calm.
   Wash within! feel my essence,
    Drink within feel, my sooth
    I am calved with sweetness
    In never ending creek of  joy