Had you been delivered in the swirl of a dustbowl On the brightest bands of the rainbow On the sharpest rays of the sun I could not be more in awe of your radiance. If your words were more wise then the combined encyclopedic summary of all sagacity I could not be more attentive to your discourse. Were your voice deeper than the trembling of the earth Or the rumbling of a collapsing glacier Or the trumpet of a bull elephant I would think you no more a man. If there were a dictionary of laudations, praise and exaltation: There would not be sufficient words to express my respect for you. Would the softness of your caring be more tender, were you kindness more nurturing, I would never wean of your love, think only this of me.
I posted this for: monday-morning-writing-prompt – “writing-a-feeling”
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Prompt # 117
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