Need opinion on poem i wrote.?

Question:She is as creation’s skin, forever changing and returning.

Her life is touched by nature’s hand, risen upward in the peaceable moonlight.

When we held time’s inevitable end in our hands, the world was conquered by our imaginations.

So close your eyes and see more vividly beyond yourself, and beyond me, where love precedes contact.

That love reveals a beautiful truth, as real as blue is to the unclouded sky; as passionate as fiery comets streaking across the night.

And mirroring nature herself, she was inextricable, yet mostly inexplicable, for she was rare.

Her soul was imperfectly beautiful, a transcendence of love that I could not bare.

The shelter she provides from the elements is as wintered bark wrapping life around an evergreen.

And how does one find love when he meets it? How does one know the truth if he sees it?

In you it is found; not in completeness, but in progression.

It is a prelude to an undone story. Let us finish together my love

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: She is as creation’s skin, forever changing and returning.

Her life is touched by nature’s hand, risen upward in the peaceable moonlight.

When we held time’s inevitable end in our hands, the world was conquered by our imaginations.

So close your eyes and see more vividly beyond yourself, and beyond me, where love precedes contact.

That love reveals a beautiful truth, as real as blue is to the unclouded sky; as passionate as fiery comets streaking across the night.

And mirroring nature herself, she was inextricable, yet mostly inexplicable, for she was rare.

Her soul was imperfectly beautiful, a transcendence of love that I could not bare.

The shelter she provides from the elements is as wintered bark wrapping life around an evergreen.

And how does one find love when he meets it? How does one know the truth if he sees it?

In you it is found; not in completeness, but in progression.

It is a prelude to an undone story. Let us finish together my love

This is quite intriguing and unique. There is astonishing imagery throughout the poem, so many lovely images that I am hard pressed to pick a favorite. I think it deserves a great title that will set up the reader's understanding. I love the whole poem. Thank you.

i think its beautiful

it's the most inspirable poem i've ever read..

to me; something that doenst rhyme isnt a poem,BUT i know that thats not true, and i think that ur "poem" is too long and it just kinda reminds me of an essay.
"KISS" (keep it simple stupid)

i like it i can relly get a picture of yll wo in dat. and ur vocabulary iz so rich i wuld luv to read more of ur poems

awwe that's so sweet.. your poem is truly beautiful.. you would totally have that girl fall for you if you showed her that poem...Unless you already have won her over.. great poem, keep writing, and you seem like a very nice guy, judging from your poetry

Holy ham.
That was so good.
Inspirational, beautiful, powerful.
Did you seriously write that?
whoazers.
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Really good vocabulary.

It's good.