History[ edit ] The oldest love poem. Sumerian terracotta tablet from Nippur, Iraq. Ancient Orient Museum, Istanbul Main articles: History of poetry and Literary theory Some scholars believe that the art of poetry may predate literacy.
Weaving Native smoke into the barren air Indian spirits haunt the muddy Earth Moccasin makers rise from underneath; While guardians of dream catchers - print the Universe Smooth thread from the outer world; Arrowheads, Ivory gems, feathers, and illusions I stumble upon a florid kiss My veins; Run Cold, like ice through a desert night.
I've been told, cut to size The world dark and gray, when life becomes an insult Take heed when I speak my mind, I am tough, outstanding and beautiful!
Move ahead say it twice, I smell nice A taste of Cool Water and Justice Perfume I have a non-stop multitask fixation Like a woman, everything about me is hidden Magic and alluring the only joy in sexuality you'll need I'm empowering this moment!
Endorsing Myself, with a certain sorta mystique I deliver an independent will, don't ever underestimate my physique I am a caregiver, a female who won't give up the fight I remain firm and believe all women have equal rights I walk and talk Like A girl wearing heels Breaking the sound of Annabel Like, Mona's unforgettable smile, I stand tall Like Miss Liberty I am, Betsy Ross, America's 1 designer Harriet, who escaped slaver-y Like Theresa and Mary, I'm here to give change I am, Hilary overwhelmed with determination A leader -- A Goddess, I burn like Joan Cleopatra in the room Calamity Jane's wild side Emelia's, won't give up heart I am Anne, with a secret hidden spot Susan B, with the right to vote Emily who writes deep and pretty The sound In your eyes aren't listening!
You imagine I am weak -- not strong enough -- brave enough, You call me different and difficult! Still, you want my warmth -- my love -- my attention I am not less, I am more I am a woman -- I frown -- I cry -- I hurt and yell at the universe Nevertheless, I make a difference Like a girl, I smile A smile never seen or felt before, both defined and undefined Your heart will ask and implore for more Like a girl, I'll drive you wild, looking pretty "You're In Love!
Sneaky and fast, I'm adorable Now, why would you hunt or shot me for fun?
Do you like, how fast I run? I'm not just another chipmunk Stuffing my face with nuts, I'm classy and beautiful, The best part of nature Red pointed ears, I hear you drawing near.
Chuckle, chuckle, caffeine free I saw you looking at my fine coat. I'm stuffing these nuts back into my mouth and Jumping onto another tree: Love The Squirrel from another World.
A ruby red swirls within its petals beckons awareness of those very strokes that live in the luster of your shapely lips like fantasy realized.
Mirthful yellows in all those lacquers barely ever seen as one would scorch their eyes to gaze lastingly directly at the Sun - though I have been fortunate to witness identical iridescence in strands of your hair you unintentionally flip and like dainty fingers wave me on to move closer to your flawless frame - memorized easily.
A special fuchsia sparingly paints the flower they say exists only in certain singular gemstones yet l know this tincture for I have seen it in your cheeks when we play and laugh. Oh your laugh how it fills me - replacing noise surfing the waves of sound in the surrounding atmosphere.
How enchanting when your laughter there - dwells to tickle molecules invisible to the eyes but felt by the human heart. Parrot tulips with their soft myriad shades become stunning against a deep black backdrop which shimmers bright like your ebony eyes. Sparkle like your smile and I grin happily just thinking of you, just thinking of us.
A pearl white that also adorns the flower a special light effect I have found in your complexion - dazzles my mind each and every time I see you. Parrot tulips a miracle of nature, a special breed I admit are as remarkable as any offering that grows in our gardens but rarer still - you the flower I share my life with.
No one, no thing, no life compares to you, your approach - for every time I even think of you, the joy it brings completes the meaning of my existence full. If not for you no other delight would have that extra zest I feel from the sharing of your love and light always. A Parrot tulip oh what joy it brings.
How the flower draws these words from me. Ironic how true allure felt fills our glass so I thought I'd share with you how it uplifts my days - knowing confident in our love as one - you'd never resent me speaking of an elegance other than yours. So you may know - understand what the fibers of ones constitution compels them to write.
Now - about a mystique other than the one you sport with humility. Finally I can not write a poem on aesthetics that does not mention you. Just above and beneath the dirt grows riches unimaginable. Made to be absorbed by senses recognizable only by a few. They are free for the taking. An appreciation, a love of a natural essence.
A flower, a person, romance you breathe incomparable to anything real or imagined. It alone are the wings we humans seek How lucky I am the magic handed out daily on these pages.
The people I could never find anywhere else then here.
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