Love Selfies
by Loveson G. Flower
1 January 2019
1 January 2019
I wanted to send to my friends,
Holiday cheer photos to end
The old year with a whole statement,
A bold beauty reenactment.
The puppies seemed to be our plan.
Their loving beings sent to fans.
So All could see how well they've grown
With pauli's loving lovers shown.
But these past months nothing did come
Although fantastic photos fun
Of running, happiness at beach,
Of sunsets, crashing surfs, and each
And every puppy showed just how
Their growing loving selves said: "Wow!"
But as the year wound down without
What feared: lack of Inspiration's shout.
Until the last hour of the year
When pressure cast maximum fear
That all our Art was somehow lost
And pauli's re-start was the cost.
I discovered automatic file
That collected Selfies so now
One doesn't need to search through years
To present Selfies' perfect spheres.
A Selfie is a different beast.
When I'm included in the yeast
That bakes bread of relationship.
Not forsake Love we might have sipped.
It's not polite, such picture close,
Like intimate touch or close knows
That normally we can't partake
Because politeness distance makes.
But my arm's only oh so long
And if I'm allowed in Soul's song
Of Selfie photo's unity
Intimacy shows closely: We.
So I took all the photos from
The Selfie file of my French run,
The years past my dramatic change
Past tears, and fears, life rearranged.
The Selfies seem to now express
Where Self did go, somehow confessed
That loving pauli never left,
That Love for pauli ever blessed.
And though the others in the frames
Of Selfie loving some brought pain;
When our little selves couldn't stay
When darkness fell on Loving's Way.
There were shining moments in past
When fear of combining was cast
Aside for closer connections
To confide more love's reflections.
As if to tell the future me
That bliss that fell must inside See.
It's only but an arm away
Each Spirit comes and goes again
And each brings wonder's healing friend.
Even if with our Shadows shown
Seems to crush until we've now grown
Into another being place
Into what lover's feelings grace
That what we give comes always back
And Love needs never ever lack.
To ask them please see Love again
In windows of past distant times
And then allow just one more sign
That we must trust that Love is kind
When we'll remember Selfie fine.
When we'll remember Selfie fine.
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| English-French Translation by (Traduction anglais-français par) Google Translate |
