Flesh so pale
With a permanent twinge
Of apricot-coloured passion
Shining through the
Barely hinted on your arms.
Dusty blue eyes
Clear as the summerís morning light.
Tell me, as you run your hands
Through your sandy hair,
How does it feel,
How does it feel,
To be a beautiful young man
Created in the image
Of radiant majesty?
You are a darling collection
Of everything I want
But cannot call my own.
i dont usually like poetry that doesn't ryhme, but this brilliant work proves that there is indeed an exception to everything.
you portrayed longing beautifully, well i think portray is the wrong word... whatever,anyway
"You are a darling collection Of everything I want But cannot call my own." this is my favorite part, i'm not really sure why, these lines just grabbed me. i'll be sure to read more of your work. have a lovely day -Kate.
P.S. i hope the one longed for wises up eventually.
It's really good... the words seemed to flow with a grace hardly seen in poems today. I enjoyed it but I think that some of the words should be changed because it made me feel like I was reading about a little boy and it made me feel creepy... no loffence to you or your piece... it was well written though... good job.
very nice. the words flowed very well. lots emotion. but please dont take offense but the description reminds me of a pediphile. change the words a little please but dont lose the grace. but on the all its a beautiful piece of work. I thought of Michealangelo's David afterwards. hmmm...how much for a ticket to Italy again?
This was a very nice piece dedicated 2 the man who doesn't apparently know your feelings but maybe he will from this wonderful piece. I really liked, "You are a darling collection Of everything I want But cannot touch." I loved the title 2! Love,Peace,Joy!
hey I see the update. I've been gone for awhile. but it's still graceful and not nearly so 'priest and boy locked in a confessional' feeling anymore. that's sweet about the aim with your david. good work on the repair. i shall make it my first fav so far. congrats.