Hello Royalty.
How is the week going? Mine’s going very well and I hope yours is even better. If you follow me on Instagram or on my Facebook Page, I posted a poem from my archives yesterday and I’m posting another today – here on the blog. If you also read my last post, Why I Started Blogging, I promised to share a “love poem” here. You should also know that some of the words in the poem were inspired by an archaic-words dictionary that I found online at the time. I hope you enjoy the read.
A LETTER TO MY LOVE
I am writing you a letter
my love
a letter to tell
of the whisper of every thought
the deepest desires
and the expressions in my heart.
I am writing you a letter
my love
a letter to express these words
that I go
way back to 39 B.C. to find
a letter of words in perfection
which vividly describe
your hair black as the dark diloa fish
and your eyes gentle as the macongue.
I am writing you a letter
my love
a letter that reveals those words
which call you
my dearbought creature
to describe you
as bright as daystar
to confess you
as nothing but benison unto me,
the ticket for soup
with a nice map
and unfathomable maulers
plus a nice walk that sways me
a letter that defines you
as one with a knowledge box
that leaves me rident
in sempiternal wonder
while a kaleidoscope of butterflies
flit joyously on my inside.
I am writing you a letter
my love
to bring back our days
now blown into a year
it all began with an August in October
overt predestination in realism
a goofy question brought it to action
decision was so secured
remember how chance boasted as the architect
time permitted not chance to linger
as it brought the overly sweet discussion
to an abrupt close
and in your words,
my love,
all that could be wished for
was when time and chance would meet again.
I am writing you a letter
my love
even as Jacinto inspires me
a letter that reflects
our best wishes for each other
a letter which sees my heart
telling you what a great man you are.
I am writing you a letter
my love
just to say I love you.
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This is one of the poems that I forgot to put a date on, but this must have been sometime in early 2014 or in late 2013. When I read this poem, I am amazed at how much I have grown. Three years is no joke, right? By the way, what does love mean to you? (Comment section)
Goodbye Royalty,
With Overflowing Love,
Alexandra Zion.
Well, this is so beautiful in the sense that you have matured a lot in your writing even though am not that good a writer to judge! But I appreciate your acceptance of your poems even though they vary in content, I hope you showed “my love” the poem!!??
HAHA. Oh well, maybe I did. Thanks a lot.
I love all of this ❤️
Thank you so much.