Love poems tucked away
in your tackle box.
Love poems engraved on your skin.
At dawn the house exhales,
as I inhale your breath.
You walk through fire with me,
you dance through the storm with me.
You give me honeysuckle in an empty
Coca Cola bottle,
just like that summer in the Hamptons
You whispered tales
and secrets of your childhood
I marveled at the stained glass windows
on the charming little church down the road,
by the graveyard.
The sun nurtured us
and caressed our bare skin
and yellow flowers in
an empty soda can
were a gift I treasured
because you loved me.
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smiles...i am a sucker for a good love poem...this made me smile...love the love notes in the tackle box and on the skin, the honeysuckle in a coke can...these are the little things that feed that love and keep it alive and well, to me...ReplyDelete
The little things are what surely countReplyDelete
Ayala, you wrote (to him)ReplyDelete
"...because you love me."
Your own words in this poem,
written "...because YOU love HE!"
How sweet, how dear
PEACE and LIGHT...and love.
I love this reminiscing. A wonderful walk through a sweet love. And your final line is perfect!ReplyDelete
Sentimental and nostalgic. Loved these uplifting words.ReplyDelete
oh, it's wonderful to have someone who walks through the storms with you...ReplyDelete
How sweet, I love it ~ Smiles ~ReplyDelete
This poem is testament to your relationship. Beautiful.ReplyDelete
So romantic, and sweet- reminiscent of the little things appreciated. What really matters, yes? Simply lovely.ReplyDelete
Ayala, this is so sweet, so confident, so personal. Thank you for sharing. Sometimes we forget....ReplyDelete
lovely..notes tucked away in a tackle box..and yellow flowers so romantic..ReplyDelete
The very, very best kind of gifts. Just lovely.ReplyDelete
The description of the love tokens has me smiling...lovely.ReplyDelete
Beautiful attestations to good feelings. Little things will mean a lot to those dear to us! Nicely ayala!ReplyDelete
Beautiful, it's always the simple things that make us happy in love. :)ReplyDelete
You have captured a very special relationship & the moment in the Hamptons... I felt I could have been there. Thanks for sharing, Ayala!ReplyDelete
This is beautiful, Ayala. I love the idea of honeysuckles in a coke bottle. Nice.ReplyDelete
oh this is lovely ayala....and is there something better than honeysuckle in an emptyReplyDelete
Coca Cola bottle...ha...love me a bit of unconventional ideas when it comes to showing love...smiles
Sweet and enchanting :) xo ~jackie~ReplyDelete
Lovely, sweet and perfectly penned!ReplyDelete
Beautiful. The tackle box got to me, drew the image of the hidden romantic behind the sportsman's exterior. Love this.ReplyDelete
honeysuckle and a tackle box of love notes. Nice!ReplyDelete
Such a beautiful poem of love...a wildflower bouquet is a glorious as dozens of roses when it is given out of love.ReplyDelete
A love poem full of emotions ... that's perfect.ReplyDelete
Lovely poem and remembrance - the rough is certainly made elegant and special with the adrenaline of love and the nostalgia of time passed. Thanks. k.ReplyDelete
Ayala, you had me at the tackle box. :) This is just beautiful...stellar stellar imagery.ReplyDelete
Sounds like summer to me.ReplyDelete