Its You I Dream Of
Contributed by
LovingTerry
on
Thursday, 12th January 2006 @ 10:24:56 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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A flower grows from beneath a blanket,
Of fine and purest white,
It reaches toward the sun for warmth,
For heat and for the light.
My love for you grows stronger still,
Despite the surrounding cold,
My heart is yours, battered gone,
For yours has it been sold.
Its petals shine from the mourning dew,
Its stem grows stiff and strong,
It stands tall through the freezing cold,
It stands the winter long.
I long for you, for your soft touch,
I miss the way you smile,
The longer that we stay apart,
The longer every mile.
The flower stretches through the snow,
It reaches toward the sun,
And now without you the color is gone,
The flower petals...Done!
But as we talk, and as we learn,
The flower comes back to life,
The snow now melts and goes away,
As it takes away my strife.
Spring is here and growth abounds,
As you and I are one,
We are together, we are in love,
The snow is now done.
I see the future, in dreams I have,
Of our life, long and true,
I see the times where all I need,
Is comforting words from you.
I see the time when winter comes,
As winter tends to do,
But we still love, and we still live,
As I always will love you.
And so we live, with children that are ours,
A a life so much to see,
With love we live, to live we love,
Happy together are we.
I see the flower, older now,
But still strong with fresh new leaves,
I see it growing tall and strong,
Reaching to the eaves.
The flower is old, as years have passed,
But old together are we,
And strong our love still today,
As Strong As It Can Be!
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LovingTerry
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2006-01-12 22:24:56]
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