all pure and lovely as could be.
She knew no worry, stress or pain.
No one could imprison her by force or chain.
But as it must be, a conqueror came.
So handsome and bold, and lit the flame,
between these free spirited souls.
Their love was beautiful and all aglow.
In time their passionate thirst was quenched
and the flame of love was flickering low ...
In the cold darkness of reality it began to show
Their love had taken their freedom and turned them to foes.
When they could stand it no longer,
they both returned to find their lost freedom
and search for their identity they felt they had lost.
But each day that passed their need for each other grew stronger.
Now they're no longer unencumbered and free...
this is the price of love, you see.
Whether together or apart
the one you love has imprisoned your heart.
Labels: Love Poems
The day before today,
I over heard a Crayon Box
With many things to say.
I don't like red! said Yellow.
And Green said, Nor do I!
And no one here likes Orange,
But no one knows quite why.
We are a box of crayons
that really doesn't get along,
Said Blue to all the others.
Something here is wrong!
Well, I bought that box of crayons
And took it home with me
And laid out all the crayons
So the crayons could all see
They watched me as I colored
With Red and Blue and Green
And Black and White and Orange
And every color in between
They watched as Green became the grass
And Blue became the sky.
The Yellow sun was shining bright
On White clouds drifting by.
Colors changing as they touched,
Becoming something new.
They watched me as I colored.
They watched till I was through.
And when I'd finally finished,
I began to walk away.
And as I did the Crayon box
Had something more to say...
I do like Red! said the Yellow
And Green said, So do I!
And Blue you are terrific!
So high up in the sky.
We are a Box of Crayons
Each of us Unique,
But when we get Together
The Picture is Complete
Companionship provides us
With encouragement and love;
It will help us in our journey
Untill we reach our home above.