love story

I would rather be ::: the beholder of beauty ::: than the beautiful

June 15, 2010 at 10:33 am · Filed under poetry and tagged: grief, loss, love, transcendence

I feel broken
You are inquisitive
I trust

I feel desperate
You are concerned
I open

I feel anguish
You are comforting
I relax

I feel confusion
You are sane
I let go

I feel surrender
You are safe
I blossom

I feel gratitude
You are accepting
I weep

I feel love
You are beloved
I know

I feel whole
You are holy
I am complete

6 Comments»

shaguftaabbas wrote @ June 15, 2010 at 11:13 am

(:
that’s sweet..

Rajlakshmi wrote @ June 15, 2010 at 12:30 pm

a touching write…

Adam wrote @ June 15, 2010 at 5:14 pm

Thank you :)

Short Poems wrote @ June 16, 2010 at 6:58 am

Lovely writing :)

Mia Rose wrote @ July 17, 2010 at 5:08 am

As you know, I like true stories best :)

Adam wrote @ July 18, 2010 at 10:49 pm

I know youh do :)