I need a love:
Who moves as a poet writes poetry.
*
I need a love;
With deft hands
And slow,
Free fingers.
*
A love;
Who spills their colors in blots,
Without care if it blurs the colloquy.
*
A love;
Whose soul waltz as fluid as
Ink from a quill painting calligraphy.
*
Endless-
As the mind is to thought.
*
Constant-
with no regrets.
*
I want a love as a poem is to a poet.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
I need a love:
Who moves as a poet writes poetry.
*
I need a love;
With deft hands
And slow,
Free fingers.
*
A love;
Who spills their colors in blots,
Without care if it blurs the colloquy.
*
A love;
Whose soul waltz as fluid as
Ink from a quill painting calligraphy.
*
Endless-
As the mind is to thought.
*
Constant-
with no regrets.
*
I want a love as a poem is to a poet.
