Love Is A Balloon.


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Love is a balloon.........

we put all of our

breathless moments

into filling it to capacity,

hoping to tie the knot and

float forever upward in

the she-lium, the he-lium of

its soaring blissful flights.

But there are often strings

that are attached, and sometimes

our lips slip from their connected grips,

and love spins away, leaving us as

dessicated as a balloon that is deflated.

Or even worse someone else

comes along to burst our bubble,

and in a split second we are split

from our second and are alone once more.

The sky is full of love's balloons,

it often pains me to look there,

when I am a leaky water balloon of tears

left to dribble away my lonely days.

But remember love comes

without warning, you are not

invulnerable to its gifts,

you have a lot of life left in you

that someone else might need to share.

and perhaps someday not to far off

in the distant clouds of time,\you will ascend

wirth another in a brightly colored dance

of love set free entangled as one

to reach incredible heights once more.


If hearts can fly

then mine is

winging its way,

past the rings of Saturn

and beyond....

As the sun sets

over the mountains

and the butterflies

lie cocooned

in fields of love.

Did you ever feel

as if you were a balloon

I am the balloon

and you're the air

you keep on filling me

with your happiness

and I keep growing

in your love,

I've touched the sky.

As the sun breaks

over the mountains,

and the butterflies

wing their way cross

fields of love.


~~~~~MFB III

Inspired by Mickey Dee's poem:

I Sit Here In My Lonely Room

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Mekenzie 6 years ago from Michigan

Oh my .. this one sent shivers of delight and a range of emotions all through me. Your words, as usual, are brilliant. I LOVE IT!

Blessing on YOU my gifted friend!


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prettydarkhorse 6 years ago from US

beautiful, my love --- ah love and Mickys love poems are beautiful like yours too, Great, Thank you, Maita

poetlorraine 6 years ago

beautiful, off to read Micky's now, so many hubbers so little time.

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saddlerider1 6 years ago

The ode to the ballloon, I felt light headead as I slowly floated in love and peace. What a lovely poem, it brought warmth to my soul.

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always exploring 6 years ago from Southern Illinois

Another great one. I felt movement as i held tightly to the strings.I almost forgot my fear of height and flying i might add.


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ambikac09 6 years ago from UK

So much said and so much more said everyday about love;its always nice to end the day with a good read like this.Thanks!

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Darknlovely3436 5 years ago from NewYork

nice poem

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ajwrites57 3 years ago from Pennsylvania

The imagery of your poem(s) float up in the atmosphere of my mind and reminds me I have heart. Love fills us up and I hope your balloon is filled this Valentine's Day, MFB III. :ol

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