feelings of a new
did you enjoy this poem?
Was this a good poem?
Rose petals sit still,
Driven by the summer breeze,
Only stopping for clouds and you.
Your beauty stands still, freezing time and there after
Your love stands still.
Never to be challenged nor minimized,
And while you never falsely advertise,
I still ask, How did i get so lucky?
I used to dream about love, and those dreams could not touch this surface.
Just to think of you, Humbles me, as you are unequaled and supassed only by God himself.
Your love is real...
I am talking more then i can actually feel.
More then my body can take.
More then my mind can equate.
And the more i fall for you each day,
the less these words can actually relate.