🔵 By Christopher Rowland. Photo by lauragrafie.
A sparkling butterfly in graceful whorls upon a sunlit rose in May. In a moment of serene stillness my heart yearns, as it listens to the sounds of a perfect sunny day. Thoughts of you like the gentle tides ebbing, flow between my heart and mind. As the sun gives way to the moon and the stars whine their twinkles, so does your memory I find. In the melody of the happy birds at play, I remember our laughter. As our early joyous love awoke in effervescent bubbles of wonders, hope thereafter. Missing you has been my most earnest sorrow, as sorrows ache my ordeal of prisoners torments. I solace only in such loving thoughts, at serenest of moments. From sanguine pools of remembrance my faith endures your loss, as belief in our future to be, invigorates my will to surpass these lonely torments. Natures harmony lends forth clarity of my purpose, to send these heartfelt words, across the distances that our love may yet avail. You are the treasure of my hunting, the excitement of my joy, the end wonder of my trail. I earnestly blaze my trail in your honor, for only you are my noble, lovely endeavor. In you I see the sunlit rose before me, a poignant reminder of all that you are to my heart and a yet possible future of forever. In a sparkling memory I see you.