When the slow wave creeps into your sight

When the slow wave creeps into your sight,
A blue-tinged blanket of reflected light,
Or a cloud shyly peeps the sun's own face
But in your reverie, leaves no trace;
Or a lightning torch x-rays the sky,
It's echoed voice like a rumbled sigh;
When trees wave graceful, arching arms
And the breeze unleash it's earnest charm:
It's angels I've sent, you understand
Of the wind and sky, the sea and land
So knowing them, you'll not forget
That inside love lives no regret
Not for a moment; no matter how far
And so Earth sings, how beloved you are.

stephen
lavender kisses and willows weep, superbly super

 

Baldric
devoted love, no strings attached, two hearts, perfectly matched, distance ,time, they are naught, love like this cannot be bought

Mike
Beautiful...

carol
such beautiful words

Pendemic
This speaks of love to a special someone, I agree this person is lucky and loved deeply. A beautiful write.

yelena
Lucky is the one who behold angels sent by you(smile)

Kerry O'Connor
'...you'll not forget That inside love lives no regret Not for a moment; no matter how far..' These words bring in the perfect conclusion to your poem and really resonate for me.