https://www.lushstories.com/stories/love-poems/-home-.aspx
https://www.lushstories.com/elliotlacey31
Where do I start? I wrote a trite comment on this because I needed to say something but genuinely didn't know what to say. Then Katherine came along and articulated that thought wonderfully...
I felt this, deeply. And I'm sitting here staring at the screen, maybe a bit overcome, trying to comment well and failing. But this was really good.
To me, that's what makes a poem an extra wee bit special. When it invokes a feeling that you've been there, you know this, you've lived this and you may have tried to bottle that feeling but failed and then along comes someone who just seems to get it and you read it and you think, yes!
Elliot manages to do that frequently. I have so many of his poems favourited. They're like little glass jars filled with stars and every so often I can peek inside and be a little dazzled.
Also, Sprite thinks I have a crush on him. I probably do, lol. I defy anyone to read this and not fall a little in love
