Wednesday, 17 March 2010

My Love

Your skin glows like the sun, blossoms as a rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows the sound of your saxophone and jumps like a dog at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great dove wing.
I am comforted by your picture that i carry into the twilight of homebeams and hold next to my heart.
I am filled with hope that i may dry your tears of sorrow.
As my heart fills with love for you.
In the quiet, i listen for your last words of the day.
My heated love burns for you. I wait in the moonlight for you so that we may kiss, lips to lips, in search for the magnificent lights and mystical feeling of love.

7 comments:

  1. BRAVO kid... Alleluia!!! I knew you could do it!! Very sensual, very passionate, very nice... thanks!! luv, tman<3 hugs2

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  2. You must really like my poetry...

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  3. what's not to love?? Something from the heart is precious to me... too many people are surface oriented, and unable to take the risk that you did in opening your heart and writing... Thank you, young man!! I love your poetry!!

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  4. well, what's going on?? Writer's block, or something?? I'm needing something new... something fresh!! luv, tman<3

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  5. hmmm...nothing still.... anybody here??

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  6. I'm dying of thirst... Anyone here???????????

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  7. no wonder I'm the only follower... at this rate, I'll wear out the keys on my Macbook before I see another poem... : (

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