Love is a rich tapestry.
New love is a beautiful gift, created boldly, a work of art.
Multi -coloured skeins of thread, driven through the fabric, with such force, such urgency.
Feeble thread nurtured, making cloth of strength, as true love's support.
Combined to make treasures to be cherished.
Straight from the loom, as samplers so charming, repeating memories as heirlooms, in otherwise silent royal rooms.
Those colours, they change, when bright and new glowing.
Still vibrating in silent feeling.
A nuance noted with tenderness, as lovers become companions, as two lives combine in unison.
The tints may fade, but the fabric will therein reside.
(c) Livvi
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 4:08 PM UTC
Love is a rich tapestry.
New love is a beautiful gift, created boldly, a work of art.
Multi -coloured skeins of thread, driven through the fabric, with such force, such urgency.
Feeble thread nurtured, making cloth of strength, as true love's support.
Combined to make treasures to be cherished.
Straight from the loom, as samplers so charming, repeating memories as heirlooms, in otherwise silent royal rooms.
Those colours, they change, when bright and new glowing.
Still vibrating in silent feeling.
A nuance noted with tenderness, as lovers become companions, as two lives combine in unison.
The tints may fade, but the fabric will therein reside.
(c) Livvi
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