In the way the moon
Is proof of the sun
You are the heart of me,
The ladder that
Helps me fall safely.
Darkness is nothing
Without the promise
Of light.
6/5/2012
beeseeker
Somewhere between the notes.
In the way the moon
Is proof of the sun
You are the heart of me,
The ladder that
Helps me fall safely.
Darkness is nothing
Without the promise
Of light.
6/5/2012
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I love this “love declaration” … Lucky woman this “Lady”…
Thanks for reading this one …
My wife – of course!
This is also linked to a story about a ladder (hence “the ladder that helps me fall safely”)
I read every poem or short story… and I’m not sure she is a ladder, she could be, according to my point of view, a rope that allows you to be safe to never fall down… but don’t care for me, it’s a thought… love her.
Your wife is very lucky…and you too, of course…Great words in this poem…