Sunday, February 23, 2014

My Love is Always,romantic poem

Snow falls lightly a rustling in the night
it coruscations silver and blank
like a all-inclusive of jewels covering the earthly concern.
So are words, soft susurrations
Sparkling in the dark
blanketing you with love.
These formulates are not decent,
never enough to evince
what inhabits in my marrow.
My dearest is all of the time
through daytimes and a long time
It will never dissolve.