What love is.

love is a rose.

A cacophony of sound, Love is. From a thousand places, ringing out its Joy. Little chimes and great Ben Bow, plastic rattles in little children’s hands

I love you blows the wind.

A slow, gentle wind is love declared, no longer noise surrounding. Rumpling my hair, caressing my brow. A thousand breezlets,joined as one.

I love you, brown earth between my toes embraces my feet, I’ll grow you a rose,to accompany your nose.

A hissful of whispers shushes the sound of chimes and bells,even the squeeks of flies in whinsy’s web no longer heard when love is all around.

I love

AJ Blair