Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Nature
Love Is
Love is the pouring rain
Pelting down on a metal roof
The smell of spring
A smell you can’t escape
Love is the first snow storm of the season
Wrapping around you in an embrace
It’s the hot gorgeous sun
Warming you heart and soul
Love is the sound of a brook
Trickling down time worn waterfalls
The smile of the blooming cherry tree
Knowing that it bloomed just for you to see
Love is the narrow path through the woods
Twisting and turning, leading the way
It is a rock wall
Covered with moss and tempting the imagination
Love is the smoke rising off the water
Welcoming you at dawn
It is the sun setting
A reminder that you have lost another day
Love is the feeling you get when you find that one person
The one you can’t live without.
Love is
I Fall
I fall
Fall
Fall
Every time someone sweet comes along
You’d think I would learn from my falling
In that you’d be wrong
I try to lock my heart
Keep my excitement down to a minimum
Or gone all together
But I fail
Every time I land I manage to get up
Spackle in the cracks
Sand the exterior down to perfection
And go again
Keeping this unreasonable
Unreliable
Unreachable belief
That I might be loved again
Every ending is the same
Being repeated over and over
Like the song of a nightingale
And I again fall
Fall
Fall