Hun Marl, my lovely rose...
I have been waiting
and eager for you to bloom
after a harsh wintersnow
and there you are smiling
in the splendor of your beauty
spreading fragrance so pure
and so penetrating to my soul!
Oh roseMarl you are not just a flower
you are a beloved I love most
in your simplicity of being
in your wonderful beauty
in your splendor of delight
only the heart that longs
for a wife knows deeply.
So I silently took an image of you
in the digital world I captured you
so that in my deepest heart
that moment of blessedness
of seeing you and being with you
I can cherish again and again.
Oh you even inspired me
to write our story of love and joy.
Oh how loving you are in your roseness
and how tender and sweet is your name
and I am so happy to meet you
just at the time of perfect blooming
of the greatness of your person
spreading wide the petals of your true self
waiting, listening, contemplating me
your avid onlooker, your gentle lover.
Ah, I sigh in sheer restfulness
in the memory of my heart
I will always treasure that moment
of our rendezvous in summer time!
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Sunday August 19, 2007 - 10:20pm (MDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 1 Comment
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