Phillipe flop
Hello, Holliday
You’re still here to stay
You keep my smile a smitten simile
Whether it makes sense
From day to day
That goes by
Needless to say
We’ve had our moments
Red flags
Purple flags
Better than nuances of the sane
Members of the ministry of love
Not circa 1984.
Or ….well..
We’ve evolved.
You’ve grown up
And become a mature man
I’m proud to have in my life
I’m proud to be your lioness
Mane-ly
I’m proud you are my king .
Happy birthday, Gareth Edward Holliday.
You are the man who has seen past Every sin.
Sees beauty when others discard me as flotsam on a tide
Tired when my damp tearful matchstick
Goes out.
Yet the flame you ignite remains within
My heart
You…
The diamond that bled for more than skin.
Noble , you are , I’ve learnt to trust you.
Happy birthday , Phillipe flop. Every day is a vacation when my eyes spot your baby eyelashes
Daring to look beyond
Within.
( encore ) HAPPY BIRYHDAY MON AMOUR!
Posted on Feb 14, 2022, in POETRY and tagged Creativity, Emotions, Love, marriage, poems, Relationships, Soul Mates. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
“I’m proud to be your lioness
Mane-ly” ❤️️😁
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Awww, I an too. I call him Phillipe flop because he is English & it’s a joke about what do you call an english abroad in France?
( stupid answer?)
Fee leap frog.
🤣🤣😋
Raaaah! Give the men or fierce males in our lives a bit more mane to tussle 😂😂
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😅😅
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