Have you ever spied pearls dance in the flames,
like a blazing puma wooing its she?
or seen spoken words swim across the airs.
then maybe you would never wholly understand,
how you made me feel.
or the nights I counted the ways I loved you thus
If I hiccup when your arms master the breadths along
the architecture of my body, is it love?
If I brew a garden with all of the kisses you sowed
on the soils of my figure, is it love?
If I enchant the maps of where we first met,
and I poison it with the stars, is it love?
What if I steal one gaze and ninety nine when your eyes are distracted from mine?
I’m counting the ways I loved you.
Forgive me if I trampled on this faceless romance.
We cannot be two gether forever
I’m only sorry I squandered graffiti on spraying this love away.
When you read this, Iād already be happy with someone other.Ā
Quite Scintillating with the right choice of words! The poem really got me!
This is amazing! šš¼