LIVING IN A BLOSSOM WORLD

Life I admit was pretty drab, a plate of plain white rice

until Epher came along, and added two spoons of spice

In one stroke transformed my road, into a razors edge

painting color with magic words, on a tightrope stretched

A figure, she is wild and free, a reckless moon, a surging tide

living on imaginations outer reach, a wandering poets guide

bringing sweet to tasteless prose, peppered with mundanity

adding zest to cliched speech, with a ladle of creativity 

Companion to many a pen, over centuries of writing

from Inspiration to Motivation, a fever exciting

Effervescent bubbly charm, gushing over waterfalls

Elementary English education, breaking rigid walls

Epher's wings make stellar flight a possible tomorrow

Words flying sans restriction, straight as an arrow

Spectral rainbow, black and white dissolved forever

I'm living in a blossom world since I met Epher

- AN EXERCISE IN METAPHOR