Your words are like flowers
blooming for the first time
in the early days of spring.
Charming
Mesmerizing
Glorious
Like the light pink pretty petals spilling into the winds,
whispering intensity and sweetness.
I find myself blushing and gliding.
With your rhymes sending me into a lovely realm,
I am now in your fairyland.

on rare occasions
they are like drops of melting ice
falling from the rooftops
on a warm day after a snowfall
plentiful and steady
but more often
they are so difficult to find
like meteors streaking across the night sky
rare and beautiful
the words
the lines
the crystaline connection
when thought and expression meld
to create
poetry