like the moon and galaxy who quietly anticipate the night I patiently await the moment that our hearts finally align to explore the universe of your hair to see my future in your eyes as our souls unlock every mystery unsolved for I am a lonely satellite in search of a shining star and you will always be the light where I revolve
Regarding the image: Pretty obvious why I selected this one for the poem, but those lips, that painted mouth…… SIGH
While sipping wine and listening to soft Latin jazz and samba, I thought of the great love women/mothers provide unselfishly with no boundaries. Sadly, it often goes unappreciated. I truly believe it is difficult for any man to truly reciprocate the endless love & warmth their lady truly deserves.
This poem evolved from those thoughts.
the infinity of you
The little boy in me stands before the immense universe of your poetry Where metaphors are constellations and your deep verses are remote galaxies Your words travel beyond time and space forever eclipsing me like a lonely particle of love For you are my sun I, your loyal moon a small bewildered child forever admiring the infinity of you
This Thursday I will be volunteering at a local Soup kitchen helping to feed the homeless for Thanksgiving. Thus, I needed to make my second post of the week today..