Beautiful Love...

It's about my idea of a perfect Love

You are so loving to me, caressing my spirit with your loving words

and I adore your every word

your every intention in life surrounds the fragility of my heart

as I shelter your heart caressing it with mine

you nourish my soul with the nutrients of your Love

and I nourish you with the purity of my Love

as you stare deeply into my eyes, I am filled with so much passion

You accept me just as I am in every way I can be

and I embrace you in every form

as I stumble and lose my grip, you catch me before I fall

with the purity of my Love I empower your stance

when I need you, you arrive long before I call

when you need me, I am there with the answer in hand

so caring, so loving, you are protective of me

so powerful and true I am your shelter

all the while knowing I can stand strong on my own

you need me because you want to and because you can

respecting my character, knowing I am unique

acknowledging your strengths and abilities

you recognize my character and feel blessed  to have me in your life

you KNOW ME  in every way, and never have to guess

and I know you even better than you know yourself

You take interests in my life, as I do for you

you continue to care and love me endlessly without ever taking my Love for granted

you understand that life is a gift and that Love is a blessing from God

you never tamper, or become complacent with my Love for you

and your Love I never take for granted and feel blessed by it

and your Love always remains as new, never decaying to degregation

my Love for you never delayed for you, I will always stay

compassion, and empathy are your strengths

intelligence you reside in your own way

you always want me to be with you, and I could never be replaced

so beautiful and pure is your Love for me

your words are never degrading to me

your every action would never dishonor me

and we would Love one another for eternity

 

but you don't exist.....and this type of Love is my fantasy

~*deepoet*~

 

Reviews

[Trée]

Fantasy aside, I felt as if I were reading a love letter, written longhand on whey parchment with a quill dipped in black, letters painstakingly rendered with curl and flourish, a work of art to reflect the work of heart. Keep dreaming. Better to have nothing but a dream to nourish the soul than to be grasping for air with nary a cloud to shade our way. Beautifully done.