Lifes Love

Lifes Love

A Poem by Dewella~Vintella

The night speaks in won-ton bliss,
steals the sun in a starlight kiss.
fell the breath of the sighing moon,
hopes of the sun returning soon.
brace your body against nights hold,
Stealing your breath till your blood runs cold.
Walk in the flowers pure and white,
calling out your name to the moons light.

Wonder in this world, watching each day end and Begin again. Look to the sky and see the world in the light of the unknown. Watch as a flowers blooms, as the rain falls, a house burns, a dream broken, a life saved, a friends lost. Remember the feeling of the love the flows with us through everyday, as we see the world for the beauty that still remains. Watch and feel as a day passes, and the night flows, in a out of each other in a harmony that is a mystery, a beauty, an unforgettable, and unrepeatable thing. A love that is lifted with that stars, and warmed with the sun, that grows with the trees, and runs with every river, burns with the hottest fires. A love that is life itself.

Whats in this life forever to be held,
holding on tight souls seems to meld.
Fly away to the moon and back,
gaining life's love that never seems to lack.
gaze to the stars wishing for the light,
catching the sunrise in a beautiful sight.
Shudder with heat,
embracing your skin.
Hold nothing back,
let life's love flow within.

© 2011 Dewella~Vintella


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You create such a feeling of love's strength and passion helping carry one through both light and darkness... From the metaphors and magic, there is a burning life that won't let go... that clings to all that is good.. and that goes on giving and thriving forever. So beautiful...

Posted 13 Years Ago


WOW!! This is really good,
I really enjoyed this write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Dewella~Vintella
Dewella~Vintella

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