I saw your peaceful reflection,
outstretched across my soap bubbles.
In single delicate beauty,
it escorts away all troubles.
Your shimmering lilac image,
surpassed the dear summer time’s bliss.
A parade of swirling color,
as simple as a single kiss.
The small lilies and plump roses,
stretched their faces for just a glimpse,
of your gold crested bubble soap,
rising like magic fragile blimps.
You soar towards the setting sunlight,
and then even fingered the stars,
with your sudsy illustration,
and your thin light catching guitars.
I saw your gentle reflection,
disappear with my gold heart key,
in the wind’s soft loving whisper,
floating along silent and free.
Comments
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You have such a gift for rich imagery and metaphor. I love how you personified the lillies and roses by stretching their faces.
Your word choices come together so beautifully. This poem is bound to captivate the readers' senses, just as it does mine.
Don
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