Make me fall in love
Spin me in circles as rain pours from the skies
It dances with us
It is our melody
Make me fall in love
Capture fireflies in jars and let them light our path
It’s the mundane that is beautiful
It’s the slipping of light through my fingers that makes it magical
Make me fall in love
Hold me closer than you hold your breath
The cold of winter nights leaves
With the warmth of your touch
Make me fall in love
Show me the sunset in your favourite spot
Let the paint of the sky spill over us
Let it hold us
Make me fall in love
Three taps upon my palm with no expectations
Love is a gift
Not an exchange
Make me fall in love
Tell I'm beautiful on days when my hair is tangled
When my clothes are wrinkled
When my makeup is smudged
Make me fall in love
Water the flowers on days I can’t
On days where I am bedridden
Days where I am sad
Make me fall in love
Show your friends the change i have caused in your life
Tell me you wouldn’t trade me for the world
They can be lies- it won’t hurt
Make me fall in love
Being someone is better than being a shadow
I would dance to your favourite song
I would hold you in a heartbeat
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Author:
Kinsey Peterson (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2022 14:40
- Category: Love
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Comments4
Beautiful words 🙂 lovely poem
I second 'Violet Blue'
wonderfully written, effortless flow
and imagery, firmly anchored in reality
thanks for sharing, dear poet
'Capture fireflies in jars and let them light our path
It’s the mundane that is beautiful
It’s the slipping of light through my fingers that makes it magical'
wonderful lines, but
I can't help wondering
just like the fireflies
we capture and bottle, for their beauty
is love, so elusive to so many
because we try to do the same
with it?
needy, desperate emotions
entrapping, mere passing attraction
and trying to force it to our will;
is this a symbol of how we corrupt love's gifts
unknowingly...
(forgive my rambling thoughts
I'm just an overopinionated fool thinking out loud)
lol
The poem is written to capture the emotions attached with the abuse experienced in my last relationship. So to put it shortly, yes. The rain might be beautiful but it leaves you cold and shaking. The fireflies look magical but soon they just look dead. The warmth of another might be soothing, but at what point is it the only thing keeping you from freezing to death? Watching the sunset is a lovely moment that leaves you in the dark with someone you only think you can trust. You are not an overopinionated fool, you see the darkness behind what others see as sweet words. You are reality.
memorably humbling to read and this is so insightful:
'Watching the sunset is a lovely moment
that leaves you in the dark with someone
you only Think, you can trust.'
This is honestly so beautiful.
this is utterly delightful .. & thoroughly enjoyed by me .. a smashing love poem if ever there was ....... N 🙂
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