I Adore You | Mónika Tóth
Dedicated to V.D.
I adore you
I bloom.
You are there
every day
in my strawberry heart
poetry sites to publish
Together We’ll Be Forever | David P. Carroll
She’s my beautiful Angel
So take my hands
And fly away with me
My beautiful Angel
And leave our past behind our
Happiness and joy ahead
Smiling all the way
I’ll keep you safe and warm
Sheltered from the Storm
We’re finally home at last
Inside my heart you’ll be
Forever beating away with me…
Always Forever | David P. Carroll
Her pretty smile
Her bright eyes
They sparkle every night
Her lips so sweet
She’s truly beautiful,
An angel from above
Sent to me to love
I cherish her every single day
I dream about her every night,
You’re magical and so beautiful
I’ve been searching
For you my whole life
Now that I’ve found you
I promise to love you
And
Sweetheart I love you
I’d be lost without you
Because I love you so much…
We will always be together
As long as our hearts
Are beating forever…
Unspoken Desires | Alexis Karpouzos
When are we gonna talk about the unspoken?
Behind of the words a silent ocean of desires
and a coiled knowledge lies in wait,
listen a restless voice in our heart endlessly urging us onward to break the limits of fear and to embrace of our longing.
Unspoken is whatever
we have not desired with all our heart.
Like a Beautiful Book | Mónika Tóth
Early morning
You fill me with beauty
You are the glow of my soul
You are the sweet smell
Always in the air
You are my only treasure
You are the beauty of my life
Dear
Your friendship
Is like a beautiful book
Enriches our lives
Good morning sweetie
One Day | Mónika Tóth
One day I’ll meet you and,
I’ll love you unconditionally,
The way I’ve always dreamed
The Red Roses | Abigail Ayornu
As I walked through the garden one bright morning,
I saw beautiful flowers of all kinds:
Eye-catching, glimmering and sparkling as the sun.
I walked towards where it laid.
A rose! a rose! I screamed with all joy.
I loved red roses, especially, their sweet centered and fragrance smell
Like a perfume smeared on the body.
One rose spoke to me,
Telling me all was well.
I jumped and danced all around.
As a springing youth, I hovered all around in circles.
Throwing arms and legs,
Laughing heartily was all I could do.
It was almost dusk,
But was still there.
As I listened the roses sing to me a song.
The melody! the melody of their voices
Like the bees producing honey from the sugary secretion of plants.
Giving me hope of a better day yet to come:
A dazzling brilliance, of course.