one kiss from you
makes it all clear
like a flower that blossoms
like the sea rushing the shore
I feel love knocking
on my heart's door
yesterday is past
tomorrow yet to come
you hold what I treasure
there in your palm
gingerly you examine
with tenderness you hold
lovingly you offer
your heart of pure gold
I thought I knew love
and all of its games
but I can tell now
this isn't the same
when two hearts beat
and echo as one
the arcs connect
and won't be undone
like a flower that blossoms
like the sea rushing the shore
I hear you knocking
and
open my heart's door
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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