Summer's Glow

∞

ThEse days Everywhere I go
I'm living-breathing in a Glow
No matter what's in front of me
Your Pretty Face is all I see
I hear your Voice in every song
I smell your Hair, like Saint Laurent
I Breathe You In like summer wind
You're Everywhere I've ever been

I rediscover What Love Is
Each time I taste your tender Kiss
Your Eyes are Stars in my evening sky
And Everything You Do is Right
If you said Up Is Down I'd trust you
Wouldn't care if it's not true
How many ways can I explain
What none can see but want to claim?

No poet ever wrote the lines
That speak the Love that Rules my mind
To move the world would be worthwhile
The smallest price for One Sweet Smile
For all the opportunities I've missed
All I can do is Tell You This
I'm unredeemably In Love
With the Sweetest Girl 'neath heaven above




Not the end.
There is no end. ∞



Unredeemable:

Not capable of being reformed; unrecoverable; irretrievable; incurable.
- Webster

"... An undeniable and unredeemable forfeit of all he hath about him."
- Sir Walter Scott (Ivanhoe)

How sweet!You're a Lucky Guy!Nice poem,too!

Baby you just blew my mind
this is so sweet!!!! ILY :-))) ~♥♥~

:d ily2! <3 ♥ <3 ♥ <3 ♥ <3 ♥ <3

Originally Posted by Doug Denslowe

How sweet!You're a Lucky Guy!Nice poem,too!

Don't I know it? An t'anks mon!

How good to wake up in the morning and begin the day with such words!:

"No poet ever wrote the lines
that speak the Love that rules my mind"

may the euforia both of you live in indeed be endless, Moon

Hi MoonRide*r*, and thank you for teaching us the meaning of unusual words, specially for us who are not native english speakers, but enthusiastic learners.
And congratulations for your wonderful feelings and amazing inspiration, hope Tess will always be the muse that keep your mind creating such lovely poems.
Just remember that love is like a plant that we must take care of everyday, to keep it alive. God bless you.

Hi mexico and thanks! For everything. Yeah, the "muse" is still inspiring in her own quiet sweet way... I haven't tried to write anything in a while, and Tess has apparently been stuck on the 3rd verse of a new poem for about 2 weeks I think, but maybe something will fall out of the sky soon

Love is one of the sources which forces people to express themselves. Thus, it cannot be boring. strangely enough there are also always 1000000 ways to
express yourself. Thus we get to know how serious you are about it. Never boring, never annoying, never teaching, just the two of you. Gorgeous.