I hope you know I contemplate your every move.
So graceful are your actions,
I find my eyes cannot be drawn away.
Surely this cannot be...
Be that very emotion I despise yet desire.
Why do you torment me?
My heart twists in anguish for you.
I hate my heart and hate myself.
Yet one word from you can calm my raging sea.
You know you bring me much joy.
Love without boundaries is a dangerous emotion.
It envelops me and swallows me whole
without a thought for my happiness.
The question now for you is one to answer my true confession.
My feelings now in open air do sit.
My love for you is given.
The heavy torment lifted
And from your amber eyes I have gained my freedom.
| I have to agree with brownsdelight on this one, it definately had an early era feel to it. Nice touch. You brought a nice picture to your piece and love poems are my absolute favorites. I could read them all day :)|
I enjoyed the feeling of longing, yet that same feeling that you wish it didn't exist. To love or not to love as it's been said. I found this piece sweet and cozy, a great read :)
Hope to read more from you!
*hugs a plenty*
|| Posted on 2005-11-02 00:00:00 | by SouthrnQT | [ Reply to This ] || this had me visioning an era in the late 1800's an eloquent woman sitting with quill in hand thinking of a dashing gentleman she longs for yet can not have...|
absolutely loved the visionary!
I'm glad you came about my page for its been quite sometime since I've found a writer that I've enjoyed...
|| Posted on 2005-10-20 00:00:00 | by Brownsdelight | [ Reply to This ] |