Feb 11, 2016


Photo by Caroline Knopf

Guarded she stands
Once an ardent lover
Her heart made of embellished gold
Body pure as peace of dove
Love breathed in the red of her body,
'In the soul of her being!

She dreamt, she acted
She touched, she kissed
She made love to love
But grief, a constant part of life
Just like waves to shore
'Lost all she had
Rather she thought she had
Gone was the one she believed
She understood a 'soulmate'
But above all
Lost was the capacity to love 

 Guarded she stands
By the very shore of life
No one can touch her
No one can break her

PS: Loved writing this poem for Magpie Tales #305