Daily love dose -3
A grateful metaphor offers
to connect the dots
as I pick your whispers
from the rustling leaves.
A simlie points
to the engraved names
on the willows
by the youthful brook.
An epiphanic ripple
sends the mind
down the same groovy path
that's still green with passion.
The poem is completed
with a divine smile
as the doorkeeper confirms
my stay in the love cage
till eternity ...
3rd december 2011.
This series does you credit my Friend. Why not string them end to and and publish them as one long journal? Yes beautiful work ! Kind Regards. Philip