I know what love is

I met you as a child,

On shores of gravel dressed with swings,

Laced with lakes of metal bars, buttoned with waves of sea-saw.

Children were restless, bouncing with youth,

while you and I sat upon a hill, smiling at the sun.

Upon the serenity of this scene,

you pulled a daisy from the glowing grass,

offering the gift to me,

your lips reflected your mind’s pondering,

deciding it was the embodiment of my beauty,

yet, as I reached for it, you took it back,

concluding that it wasn’t right,

because its radiance could not beam forever,

and so we plucked the petals,

Freeing them into the sky,

before falling upon the bed of blossoms,

gazing at the soaring flowers flight.

 

I gave you my heart when I was a young woman,

as we lay underneath solitary stars,

dreaming they did not rest so far.

Whispering the aspirations of our soul,

tangoing in the dance of desire,

falling asleep to the soothing beats sung from the others chest,

where following this rest we would wake

to a raining rainbow of sunrise,

swimming in sweet laughter,

drying in the light of enfolding affection

as its warmth wrapped like a raging fire.

 

When I became an adult I promised you forever,

until the seas dried and the sun had died.

You spread your soul into my womb,

and from it branched the wandering of unmapped paths,

the sailing of unexplored seas, the climbing of rocky cliffs,

but no matter where we were,

at night we would always find time to sit arm in arm,

to watch the cool black tide drift

as it glowed under the moon,

while our hearts swayed happily to the lyrics of “I love you”.

 

As we aged, the memories became wrinkles sketched upon our face,

and the deeper that they cut, the more I fell in love.

Though now we stand static from a long life’s span,

my heart has never pumped so passionately,

pulse never pounded so quick,

the rays of the sun never felt so strong,

the wind has never seemed so soothing.

As you sit on our battered porch, rocking in your chair,

I come to you with a daisy,

claiming that it is our love,

because while its petals may wither,

its seeds will sprout forever.

Reviews

[Jonathan]

I really enjoyed the being of the childish love
Because it is so subtle and sweet and most
Of all realistic. As for the rest, well that's something
That will never happen only in our imaginations.
Don't get me wrong its a great poem and all, but
the reason for it being what it is because you are
A romantic with a beautiful mind.

[Pax]

very beautiful..enjoyed the read.

[Daydreamer54]

Wow, this poem was very beautful! i loved it! great write! ^^

[Karli]

So sweet! I'm not big on poetry, but I enjoyed every second of reading this. It's the kind of love we all want, and hopefully, will someday have.

[kaylynnmelody♥]

this is great. it reminds me of my poem, Sparkle. thanks for sharing this, so sweet peice.

[Richard Williams]

This is a well-written and powerful poem spanning love through time, a magnificent pallet of colorful and innovative phrasing bright with sincerity and skill. Wonderful wording, finely expressed through the stages of a relationship.

[clauds294]

Beautiful! :))

[iamcarolfierce]

BRAVO! One of the best poem that I've read here so far. This must be written out of true love's experience. It reminded me of someone so dear to me.

I really love this poem. Hope you could write more. :)

[Mauricio Montoya]

I like the choice of words the just blennd right in as you read on.
Excellent write.

[Drako]

wow, what a wonderful poem there. it brings a tear to the eye. this is the kind of love we all hope to achieve one day. this is love in the purest form, a love that lasts a true lifetime.

[sarah]

that is sooooo sweet!