Read between the lines
See this lie we keep
like tales of fairies, sleeping beauties
the magic of a tale unfolds
A tale of Lovers, A tale of Dreamers
A tale of words, A tale of Pictures
A tale of a Lady & a Gentleman

A plain canvas to an idle mind,
is ’Opportunity’ through a dreamers eyes;
Words, ‘so we speak’ in a blind man’s view
Words, ‘to be heard’ a poets thoughts;
Like a carpenter carves a heart off of wood
For the warmth of his house;
As I am a poet, I’ll curve love off of these words
It will be my Rose for you;

‘I’m Alive;’ not alive;
Alive! The feeling like there’s a fire
burning holes through my heart like an arrow;
Strangely it’s the sweetest I’ve had of tastes;
With much passion and emotion;
She leaves my senses torn;

I’m out of control;
I think my alter ego is behind the wheel;
I find myself exploring my newly found treasure;
Her presence curved into my mind;
She’s all I think about;
Curves, through these secret paths we travel
I’m seeking a moment of your time;
I want to tell you how glad I am our paths met.

I can feel what you feel.. see what you see... hear what you say... this seems like a very exciting journey... bo...
thanking for sharing...

Love is a many splendored thing
What a ride !
Thanks for sharing i enoyed reading it