Always

She stood in opulent glory
beneath the rays of sunlight
her raised arms
in a flame of exquisite fashion.

In her prime there was nothing
that could match her burning presence
until the day that each jeweled swatch
darkened and fell gracefully away

leaving her bare and exposed.
She shivered in the cold and longed
to hear the murmur and comforting susurrous
of her silken gown in the warm breezes of yesterday.

And finally he came in a blistering gale,
witnessing her distress in her state of dishabille,
feeling a beauty he had never witnessed,
he covered her in a sparkling robe of crystalline white.

And so together they stood until she blinked
the frost from her lashes and noticed  he was slowly leaving,
but she knew their separation temporary for they would
always find each other, so she sighed and turned her face to the sky.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i see something like...the outer beauty worn down, but he notices her for what's inside, and proves that...so she knows his love is real...and that he will always come back for what she is today and what she will be tomorrow....no matter how much the beauty has faded on the outside.

[icelandicblue]

I see that too jacob. Thank you so much.

[MomzillaNC]

Beautiful seasonal anthropomorphic imagery.

[icelandicblue]

Thank so much momzilla.

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.

[Linda alexander]

Well penned, great flow, relevant in all times, external beauty is only skin deep and real beauty is always in the eyes of beholder and she remained more and more beautiful in his eyes as he saw her heart and they both loved more and more, and death surrended in front of their love

[icelandicblue]

Thank you for seeing so much in the poem.

[Linda alexander]

You welcome, take care

[Pryde Foltz]

Into the comforting hands of death … but so it is nothing is permanent … even death. Great seasonal and spiritual write. Gorgeous, gorgeous.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you Pryde.

[MsJewel]

The images you have created are lovely...the message even more so.
A stunning poem and one I will read again and again.
Beautiful!

:) Julie

[icelandicblue]

Thank you Julie for your kind words.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You know I am a sucker for romance and reading this turned me into a lollipop…a masterpiece of beauty you have penned here.

[icelandicblue]

I appreciate that Dale, thank you.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

You are most welcome :)

[s y e]

I think I am in love Anne, I am speechless here... this one rings with so much true. I second everything Ana said... She said it perfectly.

[icelandicblue]

Ah thanks Noodle. You're the best.

[Confuser]

This is beautiful; I'm feeling extremely strange about sending you a draft of something so silly, especially now. The words flow and make me so hungry to read the next. It is beautifully crafted. It brought me back to a time in my much younger years, when, I never felt any type of beauty, but give me that mirror now, hurry. It just flowed, the imagery is beautiful. Thank you.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you Confuser. I will be sure to read it and get back to you.

[Confuser]

I'm DaleSpringsMitchum - on f/b if you use it - not on there often, but did open an account about a yr ago. Tks Dale

[Confuser]

Reading this again, just used silky or silken gown in a writing, but totally different. Talk later.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks so much for reading it again Confuser.

[Confuser]

I am too - thank you for such great writing.

[Confuser]

A re-read. Still beautiful.

[Lyn Anderson]

I like the idea of someone or something we love returning to us because of that love.

[icelandicblue]

I do too. Thanks KL.

[Matching Socks]

A cherished book has been with me for years, it is wrinkled now.
Some of the pages have the tip ripped or torn. The binding is cracking.
All things grow old, time is not kind. But the heart, the spirit, the soul...
These things don't lose their beauty, they gain.

[icelandicblue]

That is a beautiful example. Thank you so much Ana.

[therisa]

Reading this poem, am reminder of Elizabeth Taylor, for some reason. How time wasn't kind to her, or her body. Maybe, it's the melancholy mood, I find myself, in today.

[icelandicblue]

I like that interpretation...and Richard Burton kept coming back. Thank you therisa.

[therisa]

Your welcome, Icelandicblue.