My Love

I started riffing on some verses last night at 2 am. I'd love some input/feedback if you all have any.

I remember a time when I was blissful,

A place where I was safe,

A scent that meant stillness,

A warmth that felt like home.

That moment you want to stay in,

To live in forever,

To freeze and protect and

Preserve in a picture

That you keep in your pocket,

Close to your heart,

To hold onto when life gets too bitter.

I was a poet when we met,

But I thought I was broken,

Spirit cracked, heart shattered,

All the words spilled out, dried up.

But you filled my heart with so many words,

Phrases and lyrics and stories.

I wasn't broken.

I was strong, I was able.

And the words filled me,

Lived in me,

Poured out of me,

Filling the cracks and

Softening the edges and

Making me whole again.

They say my love is a Muse.

That my love inspires story and poetry and song, but

They are wrong because,

My love moves story and 

Breathes poetry and

Is the song.

Is the rhythm and the melody that

Fills your body, overflowing.

Lifts your spirit, past the sky.

Makes your heart pound as

Minutes become seconds and

Moments become lifetimes and it

Moves you, dances you to

The very end.

My love has eyes like dark amber and

lips like raw honey

dripping sweetness,

words and kisses,

from tongue and teeth

Left my mouth dry,

throat burning,

Body craving more.

My love's embrace is like a fortress,

Locking out doubt and pain and fear.

Stronger than the world,

Softer than reality.

Fingertips cool like a breeze,

Smile warm like the sunshine.

I do not mourn my love,

For my love is not lost.

My love lives and I

Write to remember

Read to relive,

Celebrate and pray,

When I seek out love,

I can find it,

All across the pages,

In between the lines.

Reviews

[Misery]

Leave it...Perfect...Done!
Nostalgic...Unique...Engaging.
Nicely done, dear poet. 2 am and 3 am are often the 'magic' hours. Most of the people with chaotic thoughts in their heads are snug in their beds and inspiration blossoms thick in the air when all those chaotic thoughts are quieted.

[Ashley Flynn]

You understand! Thank you so much. And you are so right! I lay down to sleep, and all the sudden the verses just started coming.

[Misery]

Those are the very best of times. Inspiration hits like a flash-flood in the middle of a rainstorm. We are hardly able to scribble fast enough to keep up with the flow of words.

[Inject Positivity]

Brilliant again.....Wonderful creation at 2am....The concept was very good.....Full ratings!!!!

[mattavelli]

Well done! Get some sleep.

[Ashley Flynn]

Fine advice, that! :D

[Relic]

From what I see here, it pays to riff at 2 am. Nicely done Ashley.

[AaronFreitas]

2 am writes are the best... great work and way to not let the thoughts dissipate before getting them jotted down :)