Love
December 8, 2008
It is the fresh sparkling snow
reflecting brightness on a frigid day
that gives the appearance of warmth.
Each flake flutters unhurriedly,
almost in slow motion,
and disappears into the blanket of white.
Everything remains pristine and pure
so that each breath taken
is a gulp of invigorating life.
The snow shimmers
as purely as my heart for you.
Love is the fresh sparkling snow
that flutters inside of me.
It is the rainbow of color
that blooms with the flowers,
awakened by the chirping birds.
Each petal, soft and delicate,
deepens in shade
and extends outward with each new day.
The scent of beauty wafts through the air
as the color pervades
every bit of Earth.
This sign of spring engulfs the land
as quickly as my passion grows.
Love is the blooming of flowers
that swells within my heart.
It is the laughter of summertime,
bubbling from every corner,
that never ceases to radiate joy.
Each curl of the lips lets slip a giggle,
which sets free
the sound of joy from deep within.
An uncontrollable smile
never fails to accompany
this unique form of expression.
Laugher is the continuous cheer
that bubbles as I do with each thought of you.
Love is laughter’s blissful magic
that fills my soul.
It is the fiery sunshine
peeking through the branches
of an autumn-tinted tree.
Each shriveling burden goes unnoticed
as the light illuminates
only the magnificent colors.
These unwanted bits of gloom
flutter away to the ground
to be crunched and forgotten.
The tree remains warm and gleaming
as bright as the smile on your face.
Love is the fiery sunshine
that illuminates my life.