It's a wonder the bottom of my heart
didn't fall to my feet when you called
just to say you love me ...
you are the sunshine of my life,
not a part time lover ... for once
in my life I've been given
a second chance at romance
you embody all a man should be
human, yes ... yet with ideals
that speak to my soul
my spirit flies free because you
permit me to be ... me
no demands
in kind I would not stifle you
nor ******* your own freedom
although committed to one another
we have a life apart ... enough
room to breathe, think, pray
when we are together
we cherish this time, renewed
in your blue eyes I see a mirror
of my own ... a reflection
of pure affection
our love is aging like fine wine
and if we continue to evolve,
we may have a place in the sun
because ... I think ... we won't
have to worry 'bout a thing.
You are a Wonder
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 11:19 PM UTC
It's a wonder the bottom of my heart
didn't fall to my feet when you called
just to say you love me ...
you are the sunshine of my life,
not a part time lover ... for once
in my life I've been given
a second chance at romance
you embody all a man should be
human, yes ... yet with ideals
that speak to my soul
my spirit flies free because you
permit me to be ... me
no demands
in kind I would not stifle you
nor ******* your own freedom
although committed to one another
we have a life apart ... enough
room to breathe, think, pray
when we are together
we cherish this time, renewed
in your blue eyes I see a mirror
of my own ... a reflection
of pure affection
our love is aging like fine wine
and if we continue to evolve,
we may have a place in the sun
because ... I think ... we won't
have to worry 'bout a thing.
You are a Wonder
In the spirit of the great Stevie Wonder write us a bedazzling poem using this contest. Picture as your inspiration. Take us wherever the picture inspires you to go. Looking for creativity, metaphors and other such embellishing tools to add to your entry.
(Recognizable are mentions of various songs of Mr. Wonder in this poem ...
I italicized those songs)
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