you and i
my dear one
have seen
so many
things
have taken
steps both
back and forward
have laughed
and cried
in many places
you have heard
my heart race
and watched me
sleep.
you know all
my secrets
but still
mysterious
you hold
your origins
within
the blue
twinkle of your
eye.
when we first met
for me i was
enamoured
instantly, lustful
of your graceful
beauty.
i had to have you
spent my last coins
but you were mine.
your glass so dusky
blue
washed by a million
waves.
encased in silver
filgree
and a oak tree motif
hand linked chain
you are my luck
my blue oak
bought almost
thirty years past
worn most every day
i feel naked undressed
vunerable
if you are not with me.
just a chunk of sea glass
to some
to me
loves repository.
holder of memory,
rememberance and hope
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
you and i
my dear one
have seen
so many
things
have taken
steps both
back and forward
have laughed
and cried
in many places
you have heard
my heart race
and watched me
sleep.
you know all
my secrets
but still
mysterious
you hold
your origins
within
the blue
twinkle of your
eye.
when we first met
for me i was
enamoured
instantly, lustful
of your graceful
beauty.
i had to have you
spent my last coins
but you were mine.
your glass so dusky
blue
washed by a million
waves.
encased in silver
filgree
and a oak tree motif
hand linked chain
you are my luck
my blue oak
bought almost
thirty years past
worn most every day
i feel naked undressed
vunerable
if you are not with me.
just a chunk of sea glass
to some
to me
loves repository.
holder of memory,
rememberance and hope
napowrimo day 7
prompt: write a love poem
about/for an inanimate object.
my sea glass pendant
bought with the last of my
first grown up paycheck
28 odd years ago.
still one of my most prized
posessions.
Request permission to use this poem