Poetri

From the very first moment
When he noticed the pursed lips of her soul about to speak
And give color to the promise of her beauty

He loved her

In the way one breathes in the quiet of sunrise

In awe, he let the world go by
To love her
Noticing every detail available to his imagination
And
As he closed his eyes to dream of her full bloom
She exploded into his heart with the vibrancy of laughter so free
One cries upon hearing it
Overwhelmed with the incredible joy of witnessing such a wonderful thing

And the air they breathed was soft and cool and sweet

But dreams, like all things in life, have their season
With age colors fade
Love, once a newborn flower
Becomes a brown and shriveled thing

And he who once played in heaven
Becomes a devoted laborer
Love, once the sparkle of sun found in dewdrops
Is now defined by those things that can only be tested by difficulty
Still he loved her

Though the work took its toll
He loved her

And when she slept
He no longer remembered the lover of his youth
But the life he now cared for
Like a fragile and precious plant
Loved carefully