Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Watching Jane Fall In Love

Your cheeks blush slightly darker now,
a rose left blooming longer,
and your delicious cherry smile
now a chocolate-covered secret.
Oh my beloved,
there is something going on about you.

Your laugh rings slightly higher now,
a purer sounding bell,
and your gentle whisper of a voice
has a breathless undertone.
Oh my beloved,
there is something going on about you.

You say you want such love for me,
but my happiness is yours.
Oh my beloved,
there is something going on about you.

2 comments:

  1. Brilliant. I could almost smell this poem, as strange as that sounds.

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