ᴇᴘʜᴇᴍᴇʀᴀʟ ᴀs  ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ

Dove

ᴇᴘʜᴇᴍᴇʀᴀʟ ᴀs  ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ,   

ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴜᴀʀᴀɴᴛᴇᴇᴅ  

 

ᴛʜᴇ sᴀɴᴅs ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ   ᴍᴀʏ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ғᴀʟʟ  

ᴏʀ  ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴡᴀsʜ ᴀᴡᴀʏ  ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴠᴇs ᴄᴀʟʟ  

 

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ , ɪᴛ’s ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ  ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇᴅ  

ᴛʜᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴘᴀss ʏᴏᴜ ʙʏ,  ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇᴅ

  • Author: Dove (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 25th, 2021 09:46
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 27

Comments7

  • dusk arising

    What point in visiting the ocean and not getting wet?
    Soak it up and relish the buoyancy before walking over the gritty sand and the painful peddles of regret.

    Aye "better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all".

  • Dove

    Loved the metaphors! Way better than my poem! Thanks for the read and comment DA

  • Neville


    this is lovely my lovely & so bloomin true ................................................... x

    • Dove

      Thanks Dear Neville! 🌈

    • orchidee

      Good write Dove.

      • Dove

        Thank you kindly Orchidee

      • Doggerel Dave

        Love passes to abiding regard and care....Or am I missing the point?'
        The sinuously sexy 'S' definitely has more to say....

        • Dove

          Nothing passes you by , Sir Dave! 😃

          • Doggerel Dave

            Oh My Dear ..... You may drop the 'Sir' as we know one another so well now...............Heh, Heh and Heh......

          • Goldfinch60

            That love must be tasted all our life Dove.

            Andy

            • Dove

              Tasted indeed Andy! Thanks again for stopping by

            • L. B. Mek

              indeed, so very true
              your at your most natural best
              as a love poet, I feel
              thank you, for sharing
              this understated, gem of a read

              • Dove

                Thanks Mek, yes I love writing poems about love, and the lack of , meaning heartbreak, lol! Thanks for your assessment! Thanks again for stopping by Sir



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