vintage strumming

[Heartafire]

Final Revision

Love unfolds this way:
Electric, stirring the mind and soul;
A jolt to the heart.

A blonde haired boy
gifting baby’s breath and peonies.
The years generate a new language,
A vintage guitar, warm and authentic,
strumming softly.


They cross the mountains
and swim against the current
to gift baby’s breath
and sweet peonies.



Revision one

Love unfolds this way,
electric, charged with emotion
that jolts the heart.
A blonde haired boy
gifting baby’s breath and peony.

The years generate a new language,
warm and authentic, a vintage guitar
strumming soft as snowflakes
beneath the weight of one another.

Fragile entities crossing mountains,
resisting undercurrents,
bestowing baby’s breath
and the loveliest peonies.

Original

In the beginning love unseals this way,
electric, stirring the mind and soul.
A blow to the heart, cyclonic emotion
spirally without restriction.
A blonde haired boy with no fear,
gifting Baby’s Breath and Peonies.
The years generate a new language,
A vintage guitar, warm and authentic,
strumming soft as snowflakes.

Pacing against the unpredictable
When the weight of one another
reveals its magnitude.
They carry the mountains
and struggle with current
to bring the gift of Baby’s Breath
and the loveliest Peonies.