Glass Palace

A poem about love at it's purest.

We walk amongst the heavens
 Glittering stars at our feet
And speak silenty the secrets
That we forever keep


Our love like a palace
Made of glass, pure and clear
Our feelings spoken plainly
without hesitation or fear


We hold true to the promise
And the words that we said
And love each other eternally
As we bear to our crystal bed

 

7-14-10

Author's Note

There is nothing like pure love..

Reviews

[Monica Carr Innovation]

Dickinson? No? I haven't actually read any of her writings since high school. Does my writing resemble her's? I really don't know. It's all I can conclude from your detailed comment. But, thank you for your review.

[Ourebro.]

Dickinson much?