almost here
June, my “almost here”
Winter is keeping the final be,
“It is raining”
and earth is now opening for grace
as my heart is opening for you again.
There are flowers and you in my heart
and I should be writing…
but you see
I’ve used all letters
words and languages,
to impress you.
Inspiration doesn’t come to me often
for I must be in-spirit.
and in the quietness of the day,
I may not feel you
but I can find several ways to get you.
“You are too ideal for me.“
in the remembrance of love,
the words you uttered
the guarantees life couldn’t offer,
and I’m waiting for poetry
in the drift of flowers.
There is rain and june in my heart,
there is nature,
and there is love.
I’m waiting for you
in the drift of almost here.
inspiration doesn’t come to me often
don’t call me the poet
call me the muse,
Wait for me in the experience of,
“You are too ideal for me.”
and love me like nature does earth
exodus from heaven,
manifested in rain and flowers.
*From April to June
Beautifully penned, Light. Excellent write with incredible imagery my friend. You may only pen writes now and then but they’re always amazing reads. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.
Damian
I can’t say that I’m happy that I can’t write regularly like before, but with no doubt I am grateful the same for your kind words and support my friend. Sorry for the delayed response, been busy these two day. Wait for my visit ☘️
Dear Light💕.. Damian is absolutely spot on .. I am in total agreement .. You have a very special gift my friend .. Neville 😎🌻🌸🌷🌹🥀
I’m fortunate to have wonderful friends who have been supporting me over the years, for sure You are one of them and a friendship which I value 💕 🤍 🍀🌸✨
I’m fortunate to have wonderful friends who have been supporting me over the years, for sure You are one of them and a friendship which I value 💕 🤍 🍀🌸✨