metaphors and similies

To me, you are

warm rain
sweeping through
the barren desert

a fine mist seeping
into freshly turned
rich dark earth

fine chocolate
melting on my tongue
decadent and indulgent

the fire well stoked
hot in the early hours
of a bitterly cold morn

kisses brushed
softly across
the nape of my neck

tiny dust motes
basking golden in the sun
when before
they had passed unnoticed

like these moments,
I love you

23 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. prewitt1970
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 02:23:39

    You paint such delicately lovely pictures, heartfelt warm and wonderful.
    Benjamin

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  2. ramblingsfromamum
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 02:47:00

    Stunning Metaphors Mimsy.

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  3. Anonymous
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 04:02:01

    a wonderfully luscious poem: I like the chocolate image and oh thanks for visiting my blog: we whimsies must stick together 🙂

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  4. johnlmalone
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 04:03:23

    I forgot to enter my name in the comment above but you probably have worked out who it is

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  5. C.K. Hope
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 04:56:49

    I just love how you write. You create the most beautiful images. 🙂

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  6. warmginger
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 06:42:55

    Simply perfect.

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  7. Eric
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 11:39:24

    Mims, nobody does it better:
    kisses brushed
    softly across
    the nape of my neck…

    lovely. lovely. lovely. (repeating for emphasis) 🙂

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  8. dandeliongirl01
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 15:18:14

    Beautiful

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  9. slpmartin
    Jan 04, 2013 @ 18:53:11

    Oh these are wonderful metaphors…the gentleness of the love shines through the lines.

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  10. Edward Hotspur
    Jan 05, 2013 @ 00:56:00

    These metaphors are like similes, but different, in the way that something profound is different from this comment. But, having said all that, I liked this!

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