What delicate tissue
will open your words
when she gives you love?
What doves fly
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oh my...this is so beautiful...too beautiful it hurts......
I love this one too... you are gifted... this reminds me of a haiku.
Truly as fragile as a paper flower. Your last lines are simply superb. 10/10. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
Hi Sally - A very gentle poem. There is a delicay in love which is often crushed by testosterone! The gentleness of 'Tissues' 'Doves' 'Lips'. Verse two leaves the response open ended. The sighing of her grey eyes - rainbow tears - the sun unfolding like a paper flower. It is the gentleness of the love in the poem which makes it very evocative. I came back to it time after time to try to ubderstand the resons for the sigh and the crying after her generous gift of love. It still eludes me - nevertheless I still give it a MAX. Love in poetry JOHN.
lovely.............i love the last stanza...........thanks!
Enchanting and simply beautiful. The images paint a glorious picture. 10 love Karin
Thankyou, Karin, your comment is most welcome.