Love Poem For Wynn: Ars Poetica
you are a beam of light in a night
that would steal me
the color of what morning
now means
a breath in a chest I left
twisted with doubts
the release and relief inside
of my peace
with you,
the air softens as it explodes
all around me
there’s no alphabet for how you
fall into place
you’re my floodgate and levee
wide open
the rain and right words
without any waste
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This is gorgeous
Gorgeous was the word that immediately came to my mind, too. Lush and deep.
Thank you both!!
I love the lull of this poem and especially the fresh image in these lines:
“there’s no alphabet for how you
fall into place”
Such romantic words!