Held
Just as the snow Was held by the pines He found in her arms A soft place to land
Tag: romance
Kiss Me I’m Irish
“Kiss me I’m Irish,” She said with a smile He wasted no time Since he’d been waiting a while When their lips finally met Under the Guinness sign above It was clear to both They had fallen in love
Sweet Nothings
Whispers exchanged Between lips and ears Are sweet nothings They hope and wish to hear Thank you I love you You’re my person I do Are all sweet nothings Shared between two
Perfume
It still lingered Where she had been Not as strong As he remembered then The sweetness of vanilla Spice and petals Warm and demure Had continued to settle Into and onto His house, her things It was to her scent He tried to cling But perfume fades Far too fast His time with her Lost… Read More Perfume
Come of Age
She found a letter Tucked away in a box Stored in the attic With a heart-shaped lock Its beautiful penmanship Swirled and danced Around emotion And circumstance It told of a love story At the time couldn’t be Only shared in a letter For their eyes to see Then kept locked away For so many… Read More Come of Age
Endlessly
There once was a place I wished to be There once was a face I wished to see Now, I close my eyes And open my mind And dream about a world Of my design Where I’m in that place I wished to be Where your face is the first I get to see… Read More Endlessly
Celtic Heart
Powered by The salty breeze The waves carried you Away from me; I watched until I could no longer see The vessel you rode Toward your destiny; To discover a new land Full of mystery Across the ocean It waits for thee; But will I ever See you again Or have I lost you Just… Read More Celtic Heart
Prettiest Rose
Though your blush has faded And your soft petals have long turned rough What once attracted bees like honey Is soon to turn to dust Yet to me, my love, you are still The prettiest rose I’ve ever seen My love for you grows stronger Each day and moments in between Forever I will hold… Read More Prettiest Rose
The Candle
There once was a tale Told long, long ago About a maiden who lit Her candle aglow; It was seen in the window Of the chateau Enticing her suitors To put on a show; Tried as they might Man, after man strutted by But none could catch The fair maiden’s eye; Soon her candle did… Read More The Candle
Jessica M. Collette 
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