Strum me the tune of your hearts desire
as I spill my emotions into your palm.
Releasing broken windows to the clouds
collecting the fragments of new found joys.
I piece together our quilt of love
carefully placing the patterns to their matching color.
For only you would I scale the highest mountains
to bathe in our waterfalls of satisfaction
for all of lifes eternity.
In a list
A contest entry
- Write what's on your heart. by broken-colours.
500 points, ended May 5, 2008, 24 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Nice use of some varied metaphor here. Beautiful background as well. Lines three and four are my favorite.
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