In a beautiful butterfly,
Your face comes so true to me.
Through a pretty butterfly
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Only those who are very near to God can perceive beauty in everything.
Great poem with awesome dictions. Your description of love is amzing and mind blowing
Wow Anthony, it was a beautiful garden, I stepped into paradise at the end. Thank you. Indeed without God, love is doomed to fail.
Beautifully, beautifully sewn! .. Beautiful words, of beautiful thought! .. Definitely 5 Stars! .......++++++++++
Agree with the other commenters, turning your heart into a bed of flowers, ... So extremely original and beautiful. I love it very much
Dear Poet Antony, What a beautiful lines. Great imagination. And most loved lines 'Oh if I could only turn my heart into a bed of flowers for you to fly and hide and secretly whisper to me with fluttering wings how you love me. ' thanks for sharing such a wondeful lines..
Oh if I could only turn my heart into a bed of flowers for you to fly and hide and secretly whisper to me with fluttering wings how you love me.------- That is absolutely gorgeous!
Warm and kind is our friendship so rare like a beautiful butterfly.
Thanks again good Tony and your poems deserve to be revisited and reread. Another five deserved stars and I wish you well. May God Bless and Keep you. Take care.
Very powerfully and movingly penned is this beautiful poem of yours. The essence of truly fulfilling love is aptly captured in the piece. A work of an intricate mind.
Very nice poem, Tony. Thank you for inviting me to read it. May God bless you!
Superb poem that inspires - - thank you Tony. A poet's heart indeed that is truly gifted.
PART 3: Then, this romantic poem gives me the image, that being a garden with the lovely flowers of happy thoughts, there will be times of winter - less flowers, less happiness on the one hand, and forming buds for the next season on the other hand. This could be elaborated in another poem. Romance is delicate, writing a romantic poem is delicate too. Here's a fine result.
PART 2: " It takes time and maturity to realize that real love is freedom and never possessive." You recognize this in your own life: " You are mine, I love you. God, help me not to be possessive." These are necessary lines to make the poem meaningful.
Ah, the value of love and friendship; thank you the lessons from the lovely butterfly and your own experiences!