Language of Love (re-write)

Language of Love.
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In language of love
gentle and beautiful,
sweet words singing
sustenance to her soul.

He redeems her heart
from its sleepy prison,
awakening it to moisture
of loves new dawn,
the warmth of romance
like the rising sun, disperses
nights foggy cocoon.

Like a cymbal bell,
love announces its call.

He, a personable stranger
with soft words of
silken thread, weaves into
the fabric of her being;
embroidering bouquet of
gladness and peace…

Honey in verse is his love
to her core.

Risen in romantic radiance
of love flourishing,
she tremulously melts to
the softness of his touch;
contentedly wrapped with
him in devotions sweet embrace…

they lay open the day of their union.


Rae
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i hate it when people steal my lines. use your own words please!!!!!!
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I've used my own! Rae
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Which lines and from which poem have I stolen them from. I wrote this some time back and it was based on a friendship, which I turned to poetry, it's not from reading anything of anyone elses. Rae

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So enlighten me please, dear anon.....enlighten me. Rae
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Ms. Rae, are you writing out of fiction and imagination or about your own love life? And what did you mean by union? Were you talking of marriage or of relationships? ~~Rose.
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Full of emotion and bliss. This reminds me of all the beautiful sentiments felt when in love. Well done
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Rose, A lot of the time, I get an idea from an inner yearning of my own (often from a loneliness or a disappointment) I will use this as a starting point on which to run my poem, then I run my emotions and to the best of my ability of the English language and knowledge of grammar I run my stanzas, and from some experience since first starting in Aha! I've learned to take enough time to edit and re-edit. On this one, I have done a re-write. This one I flourished with more fiction than fact.

"they lay open their day of union", this last line I based upon the second stanza and the metaphor and simile there in. Plus, I left it with a vagueness so the reader could get a feel of it whichever way it should pull the reader. I left it that way as an indication to their love (those in the poem) being realized and honest and like in marriage it was then born to openness.. like a book lying open and not hid. Rae
Rose did you ask me that question in the first comment, because as it had a ring of your way of speaking, I scrolled back to your poems here and the only similarity in "words" that I found was the word "prison" in your "Doll" poem above. Did you think that is what I stole from your poem?
Because I didn't, until I scrolled I hadn't even remembered anything about your poem.
Thank you for your query and interest of same, although I'm not sure from what that interest is truly stimulated of. Rae
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Anon, thank you for your reading and commenting your thoughts, I'm glad you found that "emotion and bliss" in it, as I tried to make it feel as though fullness and purity had been reached and was "complete", hence the ending. Thank you :) Rae
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Rae, soft and heartfelt. Many nice images/phrases. I especially like "sleepy prison" and "night's foggy cocoon". Nicely done. ms
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ms, I'm glad you like it, thanks for the special references made, I'm grateful for your thoughts. Rae
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closed by Rae.