Broken, But Yet Unbroken
After reviewing the final version of "Broken, But Yet Unbroken" with fresh eyes today, I must say...Wow! Now, this is what I call a real transformation. The end result is staggering!
In a poem such as this, emotional connection is everything – and the first stanza has the heavy job of initiating and establishing this emotional connection. Nevertheless, the narrator pulls it off in a stupendous fashion. It's virtually impossible for the reader to not connect emotionally with this woman after reading the first stanza. It gave me chills. I could vividly see a phoenix rising from the ashes.
"Her heart has been hurt, and she has cried so many tears,
Broken promises of love, have amplified her pain, and intensified her fears.
Infidelity, distrust, and lies, have cast a cloud of shame,
Obstructing her natural sunshine, causing her to feel like she was to blame.
But her will, her resilience, and her instincts for self-preservation,
Won't allow her to wallow in self-pity, unhappiness, and relationship stagnation.
From the ashes, she rises, and breaks the chains that have kept her bound,
She is bold, she is courageous, and her voice continues to resound."
In a poem such as this, character development is everything, because it relies so much on the narrator to move the narrative along. I can unequivocally say that of all the characters in your poems, the one in this piece is the most compelling. Why? Because she feels the most human.
"Her secrets, and desires she may share,
Her love, her joy, her pain, her tears.
Though be advised, she won't compromise,
She's still a Queen, from sunset to sunrise.
You will love and treasure her womanness,
And take pleasure, in her delightfulness.
She's like the bliss of a first kiss,
Or a prized broken tulip..."
Up to the very end, the poem maintains a momentum of true emotional power. It also does a remarkable job of blending the tulip with the broken and the unbroken aspects of the character. The last two lines, especially, are resounding and creative, plus explicitly remind us of what the poem is about...
"Despite the odds, and harsh circumstances of life,
She remains a buoyant tulip, always standing taller, always radiating light."
By the end, the reader cannot help but feel a deep emotional connection with the protagonist. Simply put, "Broken, But Yet Unbroken" is an indomitable masterpiece.
Chicken Soup for The Soul
"Chicken Soup for The Soul" is romantic and healing. The opening sequence is brilliant...
"The sun burst forth from the darkness, and it was day,
The morning dew caressed the grass, birds chirped, nature called, in each other's arms as we lay."
The "darkness" is essential here because it emphasizes the importance of the "day." Moreover, the naturistic setting is a wonderful backdrop for the narrator to "praise" the object of his affection. The writing is exceptionally strong (very descriptive and contemplative).
"I laid there in awe, staring, as your sun-kissed body glistened,
And your beauty shined like rays, perforating the silk curtains.
The scent of your aroma, percolated my nostrils, like sunflowers in bloom,
Then your lips began to part, and your smile, brightened the room."
Ordinarily, "chicken soup for the soul" provides comfort – and that relief is palpable here.
Let's Stay Together
"Let's Stay Together" is evocative, provocative, and moving...This poem speaks to the heart on so many levels, and tells a story of a situation that many of us have found ourselves in at some point. The narrator paints a picture of a man, reflecting on the state of his broken relationship, how things got to where they are, and finally, what that man is willing to do to save the relationship.
"I know things haven't been easy, the arguments, the fights, the contention, and the strife,
But I can't stop loving you, I can't see myself, without you in my life."
I felt some discomfort the first time I read "Let's Stay Together." It felt a bit too familiar. It triggered sad memories of a once loving relationship that had become hard to navigate...
"Why can't we see eye to eye, why can't we get along, why can't we swallow our pride?
My heart is broken, and the hurt you've been feeling, you can no longer hide."
The disappointment of broken dreams of love, and the longing for what could have been are captured in the first stanza. It felt so real, as if each line was lifted from the pages of my journal.
"I don't want to have regrets, wishing we were still together, knowing I never gave it my all,
Longing for the time when I loved you, you loved me, and our relationship stood tall."
As I read the second stanza, tears began to well up in my eyes. It reminded me of the awareness that, even if you want to stay, sometimes staying in a relationship might cause more hurt and pain, than ending it. What a sad place to be, after starting a relationship with such excitement.
"We started off strong, and though we didn't always see eye to eye,
To make things work, we sometimes, had to swallow more than just our pride.
Now, we are both at our breaking points, and it seems that things would be easier if we were apart,
We're both tired, love shouldn't have to be this hard, and the one you run to, shouldn't be the one breaking your heart."
While the beginning of the poem resembled low points in my own experience, the end introduced something new. I've never been in a relationship where my partner accepted responsibility for their role in the difficulties, or even said they were willing to do whatever is needed to keep us together. This idea seems amazing and hopeful. These were words I longed to hear when at the end of a broken relationship. Even after the difficulty, I wished to hear "let's start over," "I apologize for all the wrong I've done," "if you let me make it up to you..."
"I apologize for all the wrong I've done you, and all the pain I made you keep in your heart,
But if you let me make it up to you, every day will be like a fresh new start."
Reading this and hearing it in a man's voice feels like it's healing some of the sadness I didn't even realize I still had. Beautiful...This poem ends on a higher note, leaving me in a better place than when it began. It gives a new, hopeful ending to an old, sad story.
The Dance
"The Dance" is a lush, sensual poem, complexly written to match the equally complex nature of "the dance." The poem starts intriguingly – pulling the reader into a world where they become a willing voyeur to "the dance."
"The vision of you from a distance, out of the corner of my eye as I glance,
Makes me eager, as you approach; I'm reminiscing, fantasizing, anticipating the dance."
Every glance and every sensation is dramatically and effectively telegraphed. The initial attraction, the hesitations, the overwhelming forces, and the eventual "coming together" are feasts for the reader's eyes.
"The feel of your touch, is like an intoxicating sensation,
In close proximity, our body language, needs no translation.
Chills racing up our spines, precipitating pallesthetic vibrations,
With each touch, with every movement, we feel every sensation.
As if, all the nerves in our bodies, were awakened, and screaming,
Contemplating, how to react, to the fact, that we're dancing."
The poem is ultimately a successful portrayal of a complicated yet euphoric "dance."
My Chocolate Fix
"My Chocolate Fix" satisfyingly showcases the addictiveness of chocolate. It is sensuous, alluring, and adoring.
"Trix are for kids, your flavor, is much more inviting,
My chocolate fix, in the mornings, lunch, and in the evenings.
Served with wine, you're delectably appetizing,
Le piéce de résistance, you flow like chocolate fondue, so mesmerizing. "
This piece is a juggernaut mainly because it does not focus on the exterior but rather on the chocolate fix's inner beauty. Steering clear of the superficial, the poem delivers substantial depth.
"You're gentle and meek,
Your temperament and style, so unique.
When you show compassion, to those you bless,
Some mistake your kindness, for weakness,
But with finesse, you quickly reject, the mess they seek,
They wreak, like a bad streak."
By the end, it's easy to see why the narrator has a chocolate fix.
"You're chocolate by nature, like wine you get better,
The topic of my desire, from January to December."
The piece does a commendable job of showing the irresistibleness of chocolate in the human form.
And Then There Was You
"And Then There Was You" is an incomparable portrayal of a tamed Tigress. The poem is masterfully written, adeptly illustrating a woman who'd spent much of her life on the prowl. Her predatory tendency is believably conveyed, and while we don't see much of the man who spurs her change – we don't need to.
"She turned, and there he was, her next prey, her reward, her possession,
The scent of his cologne, while alluring, made him an easy target, as she stalked him with caution.
Relying on her sight, sense of smell, and precision untold,
Slowly sneaking up from behind, with poise, and in full control. "
The narrator does a phenomenal job of showing us who this man is through the Tigress' transformation. What's also outstanding is that the poem manages to flesh out the multifaceted story and characters in roughly only two pages. This is seriously skillful writing.
"She was looking to feed, but instead found her heart,
So long had she searched for, a worthy counterpart.
This man had revealed, the hidden need she was starving for, longing for,
And brought to light, the emptiness, that her heart had endured."
It is an extraordinary portrayal of how the right person can fill one's inner void.
Mimosa
From its lush first line to its surefooted, stimulating last line, "Mimosa" is a master-class in poetry construction. The personification here is superlative – a virtuoso depiction of an intoxicating drink coupled with carnal pleasure.
"Your taste, your texture, makes me want you more,
I squeeze you freshly, as I pour.
I want you each morning..."
The poem starts off provocatively, brimming with desire in the first stanza. Then, it goes into "climax" mode in the second stanza.
"I serve you with breakfast, you leave me fulfilled,
Just like chocolate ice cream, you taste better chilled..."
The last stanza is a bit more subdued, but reminds us that "it's still happy hour" and only "Mimosa" can quench the thirst.
"I need a drink, not too sweet, not too sour,
Take the hint, it’s still happy hour.
I don't want wine, or rum with cola,
Just pour me, a glass of Mimosa..."
By the end, I too, wanted a drink of "Mimosa." Mission accomplished.
Health Benefits of Kissing
The rhyming from line to line in "Health Benefits of Kissing", is unwaveringly harmonious. The clarity of each stanza is translucent, as everything is explained in careful detail. The flow is focused and logical. Backed up by scientific discoveries, the poem confidently makes its case.
"As your heart beats faster, while you're kissing,
Your body releases neurotransmitters, in the blood, like adrenaline.
That boost in adrenaline helps burn extra calories,
At the gym, you work out alone, but kissing has two beneficiaries."
The inherent campiness is exquisitely balanced, ensuring that the piece never veers into caricature or overly-serious mode.
"Kissing helps prevent cavities, by stimulating the creation of saliva,
It helps clean the surface of your teeth, by washing away unwanted bacteria.
So not only, does kissing give you cleaner teeth, and leave you fulfilled,
But you could actually, end up saving money, on your dental bills."
The result is an informative yet entertaining account of the "Health Benefits of Kissing."
My Natural Woman
"My Natural Woman" is elegantly arranged and presented. It has an impressive theme, plus striking visualizations that convincingly demonstrate why the narrator views her as his "Natural Woman."
"You're my Natural Woman, the Queen of my heart,
I feel like piece of me is missing, whenever we're apart.
I would travel a million miles, just to be right by your side,
Because being with you, makes me a better man, and gives me a sense of pride."
The poem is a work of art for these primary reasons:
• The imagery is luminous. I could see what makes her his "Natural Woman" from both a physical and emotional standpoint.
"Your flaws, and imperfections, they don't matter to me,
I see you, for the Queen that you are, and the one you strive to be."
• The "Natural Woman" (as an individual) is enchanting and relatable. Makes the reader want to know her.
• The rhythm and flow are basically seamless.
"Your lips, your hips, your thighs, your natural complexion, and your size,
Like brownies, with chocolate ice cream, they're all dessert to my eyes."
• A splendid balance is struck between the "Natural Woman" and the narrator. In less-adept hands, the "Natural Woman" herself could have easily overpowered the narrator, or vice-versa. Because a terrific balance is struck between the two, it's easy to believe in the "Natural Woman" and the narrator as individuals and as a couple.
"When I'm alone with you, the rest of the world becomes irrelevant,
I only have eyes for you, my friend, my lover, my confidante."
• The sincerity. Throughout the piece, the voice remains true. Not once, did I not believe.
"Being with you, is like a dream, that has come true,
It's a feeling, I don't want to feel, if I'm not feeling it with you!"
Written with tremendous artistry and breadth of emotion, "My Natural Woman" is deeply resonating and honest. It will almost certainly stick with readers. It did with me.
Ms. Officer
The moment I saw the title "Ms. Officer," I became enthralled. I immediately wanted to know more. The first two lines do a fantastic job of further reeling the reader in:
"Excuse me Ms. Officer, I seem to have lost my way,
Could you navigate my direction? North, or South, which would you say?"
I'm madly in love with that opener. It's so clever and perfectly foreshadows what's to come.
The main character as an Officer is captivating. I love her strength, her diversity, her nurturing qualities, and how sensitively the narrator portrays her. She's almost larger-than-life, yet realistic. We get an even-handed, intimate portrait of not just Ms. Officer herself, but also her effect on the narrator.
"You're passionate about the arts, and you love dancing,
You're no actress, but your romance, is like storytelling.
You enhance my experiences, and create an environment,
That heightens my senses, and keeps me grounded and confident."
The voice is authentic throughout, and the poem flows with unencumbered ease. By the end, we see exactly what the narrator means by this:
"You protect and serve, a true unsung heroine,
Your mere presence is astounding, comforting, and reassuring."
"Ms. Officer" is inspirational, indeed.
Love Me For Me, "Naked"
"Love Me For Me, "Naked"" is poetry writing at its best. The narrator clearly knows the woman being portrayed.
"I see you for the woman you are, your shortcomings, and your imperfections,
Your flaws, your scars, and your conscientious objections."
She desires to be understood and loved for who she is – and this is intricately captured by the narrator.
"When it comes to love, you're all or none, you don't hold back,
But you seldomly, get the same in return, your abundance is often met with lack."
We see how this woman's wish has been unfulfilled time and time again.
"You love with all of you, and for some, you're just too intense,
They see you as being needy, clingy, and make light of the love you dispense."
Despite the hardships, embers of light are present, encouraging perseverance.
"They mistake your kindness for weakness, your resolve is often tried,
But when you nullify their defenses, grown men have often cried."
Although the piece is about a woman, anyone can relate to it, regardless of gender. It speaks to the hearts of both men and women – and their desire to be loved for who they are.
Overtime Kissing Machine
"Overtime Kissing Machine" is not just a great poetic achievement, but also a great literary achievement. It immediately snaps the reader into a trance and then transports them to another dimension.
"Putting in overtime with a smile,
His slow, soft, and gentle kisses are betime.
The effect, so salaciously, and veraciously erect,
The hairs, on the back of my neck.
With a forward motion, slight suction, no rejection,
My body so sensitive, almost causing an eruption."
The title promises a lot – the word "overtime" is a tall order to fill – yet the piece manages to surpass all expectations. The first stanza sets the stage for what's to come. It is a fine example of tension building in writing – and each succeeding stanza does not disappoint, as the tension blissfully mounts.
"You take small breaths between kisses,
The art of kissing, no hits or misses.
Delightfully resplendent, enticefully equipollent,
Lips so warm, and succulent, this art you perform, so opulent."
Another reason this poem is so successful is that it does not take the easy way out by adopting the "kisser's" POV. Instead, the onus is on the recipient to make us believe in the kisser's superior abilities. In less skillful hands, this could have been a disaster. Here, however, we get a deftly woven account of what it feels like to be kissed by the "overtime kissing machine" – and it is glorious!
"When you kiss me, I savor the taste of your flavor,
Like strawberries with cream, and chocolate splendor.
You're looking at me, your eyes see right through,
I'm melting, I'm shimmering, you make it do what it do."
Also, the voice is so breathlessly feminine yet precise in its delivery, that even the most doubtful of women are likely to believe.
"I get lost in the bliss, of the kisses you dispense,
Every kiss I have ever longed for, you give me in recompense."
A masterpiece!
The Arms of Pleasure
"The Arms of Pleasure" cogently reveals how meaningful a hug can be. Some people take hugs for granted, and some shy away from them. But when done right, a hug can change one's mood for the better and make them feel safer. Hugs can also ignite the amorous flame of romance. "The Arms of Pleasure" is a lucid reminder of all this.
"Your arms of pleasure, outstretched to hold me,
A place of refuge, a sanctuary, your arms console me.
Your hugs I treasure, let go of me never,
Don't sever your touch, just hold me forever.
Your warmth overflows me, you make my heart flutter,
In your arms there is safety, I melt, like butter."
The voice is infused with pleasure, serenity, and abandon; and the imagery is astounding. I could see the consoling arms, the hope that they would never depart, and the aphrodisiac sensation they instilled.
"You give hugs everywhen, with no objections,
You make me feel loved, you're the object of my affection.
I long for your touch, your warmth, and your squeeze,
When you hold and caress me, I get weak in the knees."
Reading "The Arms of Pleasure" is an immersive experience – like the "arms" themselves.
I See You! (An Ode to Women)
"I See You! (An Ode to Women)" is a powerful poem that's certain to connect with women who have been mauled by life's roughhewn paths. With unshrinking precision, the narrator paints a detailed portrait of the chronic wound carried by multitudes of women globally. Each line is truly an "ode to women."
"You're broken, and dejected, I know your life hasn't been easy,
You've been hurt too many times, for love you thought you had, always giving of yourself completely.
You’ve been judged, mistreated, abused, and defiled,
Your patience, principles, beliefs and faith, have often been tested and tried.
You know that no one is perfect, but all you long for is someone who is willing to try,
To get to know you for the woman you are, and the hopes, and ambitions you aspire, and indemnify."
The piece is written with a sure hand, expertly taking the reader through the trials and tribulations – which allows us to get to know these women and empathize with them. By the time we get to the solution and conclusion, we are rooting for these women to find peace within.
"Love holds the key, and has the power to heal your brokenness,
The same power, you are unaware, that you possess.
So I impart this knowledge, with the hopes, that you embrace this certainty,
You are loved, you are more than enough, and you are worthy!"
The organization, clarity, rhyming, and flow are all pristine. But most importantly, the poem lives up to its name.
The Language of a Kiss
"The Language of a Kiss" seamlessly illustrates that a kiss isn't merely a kiss.
"Every kiss tells a story, just like a love letter,
Reading line to line, it gets better and better.
It's like gazing at the stars, in their full course of glory,
Or like being stimulated, mind, soul, and body."
It adeptly describes not only the passionate sensations that can be evoked from a kiss, but also the scientific processes, behind an ardent kiss.
"A kiss speaks a language, only lips can understand,
Like an electrical impulse, sending sparks to your brain.
Intense like a shock wave, the signal transduction,
Will increase your heart rate, without palpitations."
The poem also wisely reminds us that a kiss is a timeless desire and practice, infinitely spanning generations and nations.
"Universal translation, across all the nations,
The desire passed down, from generation to generation."
This piece is a unique, complex yet relatable interpretation of the often overlooked meaning of a "kiss."
Love Untitled
"Love Untitled" is a startlingly innovative poem. It takes the common theme of love and spins it into a visionary tale of love sustained and increased over time. The piece starts off with a hope and a promise...
"I hope and pray, that one day you will be mine,
My love is true, and I promise not to hurt you, or waste your time.
In true confession, and as time will reveal,
I'm not just infatuated with you, my love for you is real."
...and then takes us through time, as layer by layer, the hope and promise are fulfilled. It exudes a dreamy air, while depicting true love at its finest.
"I ask you to marry me, you are nervous, but you say yes,
My eyes have never seen anything more magnificent, than you, in your wedding dress.
You're my best friend, a relationship, I didn't think was possible,
You're not just my wife, you're the only one, I want to run to."
"Love Untitled" is a deeply heartfelt and highly imaginative poem.
A Prelude to A Kiss
"A Prelude to A Kiss" is a uniquely constructed poem that takes the concept of attraction to another level. The setting is charming, with an ice cream shop serving as the ideal environment for the narrator's overactive imagination. The gorgeous weather is the icing on the cake.
"In the heat of summer, the temperature is surprisingly pleasing,
As you walk by, just a whiff of your fragrance, gets my heart racing.
I'm standing outside, of this ice cream shop,
Should I go in, or pursue you, my imagination, just won't stop.
I invite you in, to share a new flavor on the menu,
Mango, with peaches, black cherries, strawberries, with bananas too."
"A Prelude to a Kiss" is supremely enjoyable.
Lip Service
I had a rollicking time reading "Lip Service." It is unexpectedly the most mentally challenging poem I have read from you thus far. The title is seductive and suggestive, but also makes the reader think – just what does it mean?
"The passion within you, yearns to be freed,
Your taste, your touch, your artistic need.
Your lips look so lonely, as if they are longing, to not only,
Be kissed and sucked, but to be savored with honey."
What I like is that the poem doesn't fully answer this question, but rather allows the reader to form their own conclusion of what "Lip Service" actually entails. The lines are blurred – and smartly so.
"My lips are for your service, no need to beg or plead,
You're sufficient incentive, your direction, I will heed."
Lines such as these make the reader wonder just what type of "service" is really going on. In fact, the word "service" alone is enough to cause the reader to think that the poem might not be only about mouth-to-mouth kissing.
"Like strawberry ice cream, on a waffle cone,
The taste of your lips, turns me into a drone."
Another strength of the poem is how uncannily the humor blends with the provocative tone.
"I can't get enough, of your 31 flavors,
Your kisses are like candy, but more like lifesavers.
If you were up North, and I was down South,
I would still cross state lines, to give you mouth to mouth."
The end result is thought provoking, titillating, and amusing – a smashing combination.
The Fallback
"The Fallback" is a mesmerizing poem that effortlessly captures the travails of romantic relationships. Each stanza contains crucial lessons, including maintaining one's self-worth when others threaten to erode it.
"I bring a lot to the table, are you willing and able,
To be 100% committed, consistent, and stable.
You say that you like me, but that's not enough,
I need you Cuckoo for me, like Coco Puffs."
The frustration is palpable, yet the "voice" remains strong from start to finish. Both the antagonist and the conflict are vividly defined. This is war, and self-preservation is the goal – which is admirably achieved in the end. Its duality is ingenious: The narrator serves as the "fallback" for another plus decides to "fall back."
"I'm playing for love, I deserve and need more,
There is no win or lose, this game has no score.
I need to fallback, my heart you won't derail,
You lose the coin toss, your choice, heads or tails. "
"The Fallback" will resonate poignantly with many who are struggling to navigate the oftentimes rocky dating arena. It teaches the importance of heeding the red flags, not compromising on our core values, and not being afraid to demand better for ourselves.
Bravo!
Chocolate Covered Strawberries
"Chocolate Covered Strawberries" is a quintessential example of "less is more" and "short and sweet." In a few brief paragraphs, the poem says everything that needs to be said. The playful yet majestic tone instantly sucks the reader in and doesn't let go until the very end. The rapture conveyed is utterly believable.
"Your taste, and your texture, are like butter pecan, and marshmallow fluff,
Mixed with strawberry ice cream, the indulgence, gives me a sugar rush."
The poem is clever in the way it triggers images of real chocolate covered strawberries while personifying "chocolate covered strawberries." It takes a stroke of genius to accomplish this level of personification and sensory appeal.
"Dipped in chocolate, and covered with cream,
You've become such a habit, you make my senses scream."
At a glance, "Chocolate Covered Strawberries" seems like just a fun, simple poem – but it's far more than that. Conceptually, it is extraordinary.
Fifty Pieces of Your Heart
"Fifty Pieces of Your Heart" is one of those poems that stays with you – whether you want it to or not. People who were in what should be a committed relationship but took their partner for granted, causing the partner to leave, will especially be able to relate. And those who haven't done it will want to think twice before engaging.
"My arms wrapped around my pillows at night, when they should be holding you tight,
Not making time for you, hanging with the fellas, watching the pay-per-view fight.
You were longing for, and chasing after things, that I could freely give out,
Love, respect, quality time, friendship, intimacy, and just being there, no doubt."
Instead of being a mere admission, "Fifty Pieces of Your Heart" is also a cautionary tale.
"Now you're gone, and I stare at these empty walls, that used to be a home,
Thinking back, even when we were together, you probably still always felt alone.
I broke your heart into fifty pieces, shame on me, wish I could turn back time,
I would still be your hero, your friend, your lover, and you would still be mine."
The piece walks a tightrope of acknowledging what went wrong, the resulting remorse, and the desire to have the partner back. This is a precarious balancing act – one that's effortlessly actualized by the narrator.
Kissable
If someone didn't know what it means to be "kissable," then they should have a comprehensive understanding after reading "Kissable." And someone who thinks they know what it means to be "kissable" may be inclined to re-evaluate their outlook after reading "Kissable." The poem is that insightful and well written.
"Comparative: You're more kissable.
Superlative: You're most kissable.
An adjective, that describes lovable, and capable of being kissed,
Slow, sizzling, unrelenting, passionate, intoxicating, breathtaking, and intimate."
"Kissable" effectively utilizes a host of literary devices to convey the meaning of "kissability," including dazzling imagery like this:
"I call you Kissable, you ask what it means,
If I could paint this picture, just imagine, your photo makes me kiss my screen.
You make my senses scream,
It's almost surreal, just like a dream."
That imagery is so rich and compelling – I couldn't have said it any better. Also, the poem is peppered with great similes throughout.
But what truly makes the piece stand out is how it expresses the many contributing factors of being kissable. Instead of simply telling us that the person is kissable, the poem shows us how and why.
"Your elegance, and your attentiveness,
Your eyes, your smile, your lips.
Your overall appearance,
Your kindness, and your benevolence.
You're fearfully, and wonderfully made,
Crafted and sculpted, like a lily, dressed and arrayed."
A superb piece.
The Sunflower Lover
In the "The Sunflower Lover," the narrator has a firm understanding of the woman being portrayed. She is written with purpose, admiration, and authenticity. With the title being "The Sunflower Lover," one of the biggest tasks for the narrator was ensuring that the main character embodied the characteristics of a real sunflower. Up for the task, the narrator smoothly unearths the traits that make the sunflower lover such an inspiration to many others.
"She is warm, loving, purposeful, and happy,
A passionate woman, advocating justice, equality, peace, and love for humanity.
Like a Sunflower, her energy and vibrancy, mirrors the sun,
The light, and joy her smile brings, is like the perfect gift for anyone."
Vibrantly and passionately told, the poem easily captures the ray of sunshine graciously bestowed by "The Sunflower Lover."
