A trip
I fell in love,
Literally like,
I tripped over feelings and emotions,
And how kind you are,
To everyone and me,
And your smile,
And the way your fingers tip toe up and down my spine,
I tripped over your accountability,
And ability to
Apologies and extend the same hand of grace to me,
When I’m wrong,
I tripped over the bricks you dismantled from my thick wall,
And how you used them builder a bigger safe space to fit us all,
I tripped over your brilliance,
Your resilience,
Your persistence,
Your patience,
Your passion to use yourself to make a difference,
To become the bridge to get to the other side,
I tripped over how you look at me,
Like I’m the only other existence in the world,
To remind this little girl,
That she is alive,
I tripped,
And I fell in love.
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This poem represents the epitome of true love. Your interpretation of falling in love is familiar, yet complex with your experiences. Wonderful job!
Thank you very much! I am starting to get comfortable with writing love poems. 🙂
I love all the ‘trips’ but especially this one:
I tripped over the bricks you dismantled from my thick wall,
And how you used them builder a bigger safe space to fit us all,
Thank you. That one is my favorite too 🙂
This was lovely. I also like what Pam pointed out and I would like to add… I liked the way your fingers tip toe up and down my spine.