My very last days

by Jenny Paradise   Aug 9, 2017

When I think of you all I can do is smile,
I'm hoping it will last just for a little while,

My heart skips a beat when you walk through the door,
I've never had a love quite like this before,

You can make me smile even if I'm mad,
You can even make me giggle whenever I'm sad,

When I'm in your arms I feel safe and sound,
You take my fears and stomp them in the ground,

God gave me the perfect gift when he sent me you,
Without you in my life I don't know what I'd do,

Little things you do, I can't help but grin,
Like while you're in deep thought playing with the hair on your chin,

I'm so happy I have you in my life I feel like crying,
You give me butterflies and make me feel like I'm flying,

You're the love of my life and I promise you this,
There's nothing I love more than your gentle sweet kiss,

I love you now and I'll love you always,
I'll love even after my very last days.


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  • 11 months ago

    by Lucifer

    Very Beautiful poem.

  • 11 months ago

    by Bradley Peter

    Hello again, Jenny,

    I'm going to start by reiterating something I mentioned in your piece 'Sundays', which is the rhythm, which is again - I think - thrown off by the difference in line lengths.

    Moving swiftly on. I think you are perhaps limiting yourself with your vocabulary. The English language is a vast and splendid thing. May I suggest that you explore it a little further? I think by expanding on this aspect, you may find a lot of joy. The challenge of putting words together like a jigsaw puzzle can be tricky, but the satisfaction once you've achieved such a thing is glorious.

    I would also ask you to consider your content a little more. You are saying sweet things - I get the sense thus far that sweet is your style, and a wonderful style it is - but I think you can delve deeper into your subject matters. I think this will almost instantly be aided by your exploration of language, but it's just something to think about.

    However, I would like to state that I've found both this and 'Sundays' to be full of innocents and a sense of being carefree. They are both quite light, joyful, in-the-moment pieces

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