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Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: dream, emotions, feelings, heart, lonely, love, mirror,

A Heart Lay Broken

A spirit flies alone there's no love true without saying goodbye 
soul searching deeply without sacrifice your gone 
walking golden sands inside the heart all wars are won 

Hand in hand slowly strolls on golden sands footprints left
as you're daylight played warm tricks our destiny ties us beyond
put under one spell lost in lonely you one beautiful memory

Drowning inside your Heaven drifting faraway tears
to hear the winds breathless whisper softly howls out your name
holding you dream magic as your voice enters feelings flow 

An aura of beauty appeared within reality coloring a rainbow
or was it just a figment of imagination never existing
strung along believing in something real 

Salted from the deep ocean waves crashing currents 
rising emotions turning tides weeping is it wrong for me in the scrapyard 
among'st twisted metal to want to hold you love one last time

(Terza Rima in unrhymed Tercet poetic format)

Poem Details | by Seren Roberts |
Categories: horse, love,

I lay my head

I lay my head  upon the softness of its mane
My white charger, no knight for a swain
as I am the gallant rider looking for love.
Riding the green valleys with mountains above,
looking for hope in natures  fertile plain

A dream, a carousel  of  tears  and  pain
With bobbing horses making  a colourful train
Flying above a sure sign of hope, a dove
I lay my head 

Imagination in play as I search in vain
Why from happiness  must I abstain
My empty heart crying out to those above 
Praying each night, please bring me love 
Grabbing a handful of the silky white mane
I lay my head

Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: absence, loss, love,

As I Lay Myself To Sleep

As I lay myself to sleep in the dusk of my heart,the wintry sky still shines Luna streams its porcelain glow through my bedroom blinds It pours honeycombed warmth in these almond eyes And its there that I think of him,a soft sweet descent on my pillow case a golden tint of firefly's radiance cascading gently upon the velvets of my face It is there that I ache for him to fall once more like last fading stars in the desert of my arms It is there where his fingerprints mark these forgotten lips and his lavender kiss embraces every inch of my slight curved hips But when the night is over,like a dewlushed leaf in early breeze He is swept away...So far far away So far too gone to utter words I so wanted to say ...And with every breaking dawn tired footsteps lead the path to the old oak tree which once witnessed our dream our shared peach,our holding hands,our blissful joy and distant tears There,in the shade I sit alone but not in solitude by a mossy stone which owns his name Secretly I whisper to his soul uspoken thoughts still kept at bay 'My only love,You are gone,but never gone I might arrive late,but never too late I feel your absence in my bones like cold air on a rainy day But tomorrow, Somehow,Somewhere Spring-kissed gardens bloom fresh blossoms by the promise of today.' A revised and rewritten oldie... Inspired by the song -'If tomorrow never comes'

Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: desire, love,



A key to unlock the heart in loving thought to impart of simple words two lovebird simply find a way..... A simple wish A wish of love A simple love To wish upon To hold you near To let you in To let you hold Me once again I open up A heart of fear With opened eyes A love so dear This loving moment Held deep within Within a moment Gone again A simple wish A wish of love A simple love To wish upon I open up A heart of fear With opened eyes A love so dear

Poem Details | by David Smalling |
Categories: hope, love


When in bondage your spirit flies
Your voice a distant, bleeding dove
On the table of my heart lies
The silent shadow of drooped love

Poem Details | by Black Hawk |
Categories: mystery, me, love, me,

Shadow Maiden

I see you in my heartYou pass by like a shadow.
I never fully see your face and your smile haunts me

I want to meet you so bad but you never stop
Always in motion and fleeting just enough to catch my attention 
during the moments when I am alone

Occasionally, you pause long enough for me to survey you
and it makes we yearn for you.

Sometimes, you let me catch you and hold you in embrace.
Our passion is so powerful it consumes usWe are perfect.

Then, when you want to go, you do, and there is nothing I can do to hold you.

I wish you would appear and meet meI think I wouldn't feel so alone 
if you were in my life, cheering me up with just your presence

I would treat you with love's proper attention and a hope that would propell us to 
go even higher, into the infinite, where love is opened to it's fullest expanse

I desire you so muchI just wish I could catch you.
Who are you? Why do you haunt me?
I have sought you in every woman I've ever met
Yet, none has ever been you.

I want to stand close to you and feel our tenderness shared.
When we touch, the power of love flows through us.
It makes me hungry for you

I've come to realize who you represent
I just don't know where to find you.

Poem Details | by Beau Regard |
Categories: inspirational, lost love

Lay Him Aside

Lay his name in the dark
and let your mouth speak of others
so that you might live once again
and hearing of him no longer bothers

Lay his blind eyes to rest
and let your smiling beauty be seen
so all of us in the rest of the world
might have a chance to dream

Lay his cold hands away
and let your soul be whole again
so in the night when you’re alone
you’ll be safe from his forceful sin

Lay his angry words aside
and let your troubled mind be still
so that when you again hear his voice
you will hold with iron will

Lay his forgotten love to sleep
and let yours breath once more
so that you know deep in your heart 
he can never again take away, what's yours

Poem Details | by rolanda smith |
Categories: love, passion, love,

we lay here

words unspoken, but not needed be said.
our eyes speak loud enough for the words kept instead.
love is here, and our love is shared.
silently loved..we lay here.

not wanting the time to past, but simply asking the moment to last...
stay with me forever.
with my hands i caress you...
gently i hold a baby.
you are my baby.

dont walk away from me...
dont leave the scene of this paradise...
this heaven..
let's live like this eternally.
our love is here, and our love is shared.
silently loved.. We lay here.

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: appreciation, light, love, nature, thanks,

To my darling daughter, as I lay me down

As I lay me down to sleep, for the last and final time
I leave you, my daughter, with this testament's chime

No matter the temperature, no matter the weather, no matter the clime
Be it ever so nasty, be it fair-to-middling, or utterly sublime

Be grateful, my darling, for our sun's constancy, rising anew every day
For its steady course through the Heavens toward sunset, wending its way

Appreciate the warmth of a Spring morn and the Autumnal evening glow
Even bone-chilling Winter, huddled round the fire in a cozy chateaux

Thank your lucky stars for Summer's finery midst weather resplendent
View each drop of rain as a scion of its climactic rainbow ascendant

For when you fill your heart with gratitude for what in Nature's indelible
Sure you'll stir the soul of your betrothed with Love un-dispel-able  

                              June 25, 2018

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: life, love, time,

As he lay dying

As he lay dying, slowly wasting away 
   He reviewed his life with ever-increasing dismay
Had he ever thanked his folks for their efforts on his behalf?
   He knew he hadn't --- a monumental gaffe

Had he professed his love to his wife each and every day?
   Had he listened intently to every word she had to say?
Had he always treated her with the respect she'd deserved?
   Or had he criticized her sharply for being shy and reserved?

Had he treasured the time he got to spend with his kids?
   Had he checked himself when he was ready to blow his lid?
Had he loved his children selflessly and unconditionally?
   Or had he demanded that they do things perfectly? 

Every tick of the clock is precious, the poets and Sages say
   Live each moment to its fullest --- before the last one slips away!

Entry in "How Precious Life Is" contest
        Sponsor:  Line Gauthier

Poem Details | by Lawrence Ingle |
Categories: faith, family, forgiveness, inspirational, love

Dearest Heavenly Father Song on CD

Dearest Father in heaven above,
To whom all honor and glory belong,
Thank you very much for your love,
And holy spirit that keeps us strong,

We thank You for directing our way,
With support in doing Your will,
Please lead us to those gone astray,
While time allows us still,

We deeply appreciate everything,
You provide for us each day,
The kindness Your blessings bring,
Through all of Your wonderful ways,

We look to You to comfort and guide,
Us servants near and far,
Please keep Your hand open wide,
And protect us wherever we are,

Please comfort and strengthen those,
Be they sick or persecuted,
Guide us through such worldly throes,
Please keep us firmly suited,

As imperfect humans we do fall short,
Failing to measure up in many a way,
Please hear our repenting hearts exhort,
For Your forgiveness as we pray,

Thank you Dear God for everything,
You bless us with each day,
Especially for Your loving son, our King,
Jesus Christ, through whom, to You, we pray,

Poem Details | by Nicolas Crowley |
Categories: love, love, me,

Love Like A Candle

                             My love for you is like a candle 
                             The wick spills tears of joy for you 
                             Helping me through the darkness 
                             The light of your eyes shine on
                             Every time you flicker it’s like magic
                             Love and devotion carried me through 
                             You are sweet as  a red rose
                             With kisses and hugs I feel alive
                             Your heart pressing against mine
                              I am over the moon when you are with me
                              I cherish every moment we’re together ,
                              forever yours until the end of time.

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: emotions, inspirational, introspection, love,

Making Love A Collaboration with Eileen Manassian

Poetry: Sentiments and words making love
Sentiments: the unspoken word lingering within
Making Love: Poetry of the mind and body

A mini collaboration with Eileen Manassian

Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: desire, devotion, love, lust, paradise, passion, sexy,

I Lay My Desires Deep Into You

I Lay My Desires Deep Into You 

In my mind, I am reminded

Sweet nights in your soft bed
longing for your deep kiss
As my body aches for your touch
all of you I so lustily miss

I need all that you have lived
the love your heart reaps
Your perfection and sexy body
make my desires jump in leaps

As the bed holds our hot love
your skin quivers at my touch
I pull you gently beneath me
passion is urgent and too much
My mind crashes into deep spasms 
I lay my desires deep into you
I beg for your sweetest treasures 
your beautiful living essence too  

As we flame into that vivid world 
fires unite into swirling ecstasy 
I grow drunk off purest  pleasure
of your deepest sexual fantasy

The rhythm builds into a tempest
moans match a thundering waterfall
I live deep into your hot dreams
striving to give it forever my all 

I close my eyes to make the image
of your beauty there so nude
The satisfaction thunders upward
gifting the best of this fantasy mood 

Our lips meet again to finish
this deep feast of heated passion
You the queen of my longing desires
we united in love and our compassion

Robert JLindley, 01-31-2015

Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: love

As I lay myself to sleep

As I lay myself to sleep in the dusk of my heart The sky still shines bright Luna streams through the blinds Its porcelain glow reflects honey in these almond eyes ....and I think of him a gentle descent on my pillow-case golden firefly's radiance cascading upon rosy silk satin face A frozen star melting in the silence of my arms lavenders' kiss embracing unworthy lips But when the night is over like an autumn leaf in early breeze He is carried away....far far away Far too gone, to utter words I so wanted to say .and each misty morn tired footsteps mark the path to the old oak tree which witnessed our dream our shared peach ,our holding hands our blissful joy and distant tears There I sit, alone but not in solitude by that grassy stone,which holds his name engraved Secretly,I whisper to his soul Unspoken thoughts I yearned to say 'You are gone..but never gone I might arrive late..yet never too late I feel your absence in my bones like cold air on a rainy day but tomorrow ,somehow,somewhere Our May garden blooms pink blossoms by the promise of today' Ps-This is a fiction poem.. But in reality..Let show love to those who are dear to us today Cause tomorrow who knows If We are to stay??? Inspired by a song-If tomorrow never comes

Poem Details | by Shabeeb Hashmi |
Categories: art, beauty, i love you, sad, social, society, urdu,

Subha ki hawa jo kashbo-o-yar lay aye

Subha ki hawa jo kashbo-o-yar lay aye
Meray chaman main naseem-e-bahar lay aye.

Tu ronaq-e-mahfil bazm-e-charagan hai sanam
Teri ada meray chehray pay nikhar lay aye.

Chamakti rahti hain ankheen abgeno ki taraha
Nigha uthi tu saroor-o-khumar lay aye.

Sakoon sa rahta hai teri suhbat main aksar
Mareez-e-ishq kay liay sabr-o-qarar lay aye.

Yeh shartay mohabat thi kay wada yad rahay
Woh sham ajab thi jo tera intezar lay aye.

Poem Details | by twanna Irisha |
Categories: fantasy, imagination, lost love, love, passion,

As I Lay

As I woke up in the morning,
I didn't smell your sweet scent,
I miss your smile as you began to go down.
As our eye's meet,while you continue to eat.
The moan's you make,
as if your eating a piece cake.
You lick me like I'm a limondrop,
as I stroke you keeping you hard as a rock.
As the blood rushes to both of our heads,
our body's melting into the bed.
I take your hand into mine,
as our body's intertwine.
I look up at you, one last time,
saying  to myself  you'll alway's be mine.
Then I realize I'm stareing at a wall,
and you were never really here at all!

Poem Details | by Chris Boskovski |
Categories: absence, beautiful, beauty, blue, dark, dream, evil, farewell, fear, girl, growth, how i feel, inspiration, introspection, journey, leaving, loneliness, lonely, longing, lost, lost love, memory, missing, moon, morning, mountains, night, poetry, remember, wisdom, woman, write,

I lay sleeping

I lay sleeping with eyes wide open,
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning,
I lay sleeping with nothing to dream about.
I lay sleeping with no care and sleep with eyes blind,
I lay sleeping, there with my eyes wide open.

Seeing the dark change from dark to black.
There is no moon, there is no sky
just purple strokes of paint in the sky.
Take that morning dew smell and close your blind eyes.
Smell the morning, that smell that clicks in your mind.
The smell of childhood dreams,
that as an adult never came true.
Sleeping bare in the nude with your eyes wide open.
Thinking of her, as she is five thousand miles away from you.
Wanting to love and hold her, but no use in crying.
Sleeping their with blind eyes in the dark that dances in the light.

Your lamplight turned down low,
as life trickeles down in its nightgown and yawns for sweet slumber.
Tired from longs days, and sometimes long nights,
wanting to curel in bed and close its blind eyes.
Dusk will soon peek its head through the blinds
and awake life to a new dawn.
She sleeps in the morning, and walks at night.
When he sleeps at night, and walks with a bare nude heart in the morning.

Life climbs over yellow mountains,
and meets her fellow compainion
a handsome fellow with broud shoulders and blessed with an ego
as I sleep there with my eyes wide open.
As I sleep with my eyes blind to what life has intented for me,
and as I raise to walk the lone streets at the break of the dew covered lawn
at the first sweet smells of dawn,
I can see life go on with the handsome man
and I blind and wanting to go to bed.

I dream of dreams that have no meaning
Gardens of cluelessness and raging emotions
tare me down and I am confused on which way to go.
Do I stay here and dream away, blind and half awake
as life slaps me across my broad cheek?
Or shall I walk on with life hand and hand
and regain my vision of the world,
Start to sleep with dreams that make sense
and dreams that are made of gold and have no end?
Dream of fancy dreams that show love and happy endings
I would love that, and I would love to walk with life,
but she is out of my leauge.

And my bed is so cozy and I feel like sleeping.
So I shall sleep on more restless night chashing life down.
I lay sleeping with my eyes wide open.
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning.
I lay sleeping waiting for life to come back from the mountains
and lay beside me.
I lay sleeping with hope of regaining hope and salvage
what is left of my spirit at hand.

Poem Details | by Jim Pemberton |
Categories: character, christian, dedication, devotion, faith, family, feelings, forgiveness, friend, friendship, god, inspiration, jesus, life, love, people, relationship, religion, religious, success, uplifting,

There's No Greater Love Than to Lay Down Your Life

There’s No Greater Love Than This… 

There’s no greater love, than to lay down 
your life for your brother…
God’s commandment reminds
 us to love one another!

God gave us this challenge as a principle set before us.
But too many times, we let things
 “come in between us.”

I can think of many situations that arise from the past.
Can often cause heartaches, that continue to last.

Is it really worth it?  To allow hard feelings within?
That cause hard feelings between your brother and friend?

It’s about time we try to apply God’s word.
And focus on God’s forgiveness, 
that must be heard!

The greatest love ever given, was Christ’ death on the cross.
He laid down his life for us…  
Whatever it cost!

Let’s come together and focus on what Christ gave us!
No matter what we’ve done, he already forgave us!

An example of God’s love through us, must be evident.
A Godly compassion in each of us must take residence!

Please come Lord Jesus, and stir a compassion in our soul!
And walk in your love that will make us whole!

There’s no greater opportunity,
 than the example Christ has given!
May we walk as his example of love, 
each day we’re livin’!

By Jim Pemberton

Poem Details | by John Streeter |
Categories: caregivingday, christmas, snow, christmas, day, love, may, snow,

He's the reason for the Season

Snow flake's here, snow flakes there and soon there's snowflake's everywhere.
    Some city may have sunshine, other places may even see rainWhatever is the reason, 
   don't allow these astronomical happening's make you forget that, "(Jesus) He's the
   reason for the season, that Christmas is the day of sharing love and a day that our kid's
   should appreciate a day that our world was in need of a change.
    Somewhere must I say, some lil boy with no toys will not enjoy this christmas dayBut
   really, its not always the presents that's stock underneath the tree, on this day as the
   snow is still falling from the skie's, let us remember sharing is just as importantFor un-
    to us in Bethlehem, a King is born and love is the morale of the x-mas storyLove is
   the reason just watch your kid's have fun as they run around and play, to the one's less
   fortunate to not have what other's have or don't have, together let's us pray for happi-
    ness throughout our familie's and our leadership all over this great land in which we
    liveThe greatest gift is due in all for joy of the reason"He's the reason for the season,
   and his ressurection is a gift of his Glory".

Poem Details | by Ryan Hebets |
Categories: depression, girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, lost love, recovery from..., sad, pain, water, cry, me, strength, water,

Winds of a Changing Way

	I see darkness; coldness; an abyssI feel cold; lonely; and fearI know not of how I am able to change my current course in the sea of indifferenceMy oars are but a shell of the person I used to beMy boat is a hollowed out soulThe fear I feel is irrational, but it’s my truthMy anchor is the pain of my anguished selfThe water I float on is the tears that I can’t cry and hold withinMy destination is unknown but not worth the tripMy navigation equipment is the smile of yours that I will never be able to obtain.
	Does the course make the person or does the person make the course? Will we ever know until we get there? Is the pain of life worth the trip?  When does one know when the trip is even over? When we die? Is it before our death? Is it after our death? Does it even matter? Why do we make impossible plans for our future, when our present needs the most tending? How can I allow one person dictate how I choose to course my voyage? Not anymore.
	I tried to hold on to you with whatever strength I hadI don’t have the strength any longerNow you are nothing more than debris in the river I am forgingYour opinion is like a drop of water in the midst of the ocean I have taken my voyage onThe tides are lower everyday because I no longer cry over youThere is nothing left for me to do, but to ride on my present course, and to find my true inner selfMy course has been changedMy navigation set anewNow my course shall be whatever I chooseNo longer will it be what I think you would have me chooseNever again, will you be my tugboatI am my own ship now!

Poem Details | by James Kelley |
Categories: dream, heartbreak, imagery, introspection, longing, love, metaphor,

Lay down beside me

Lay down beside me
Let's break these picture frames
and roll around in the glass
until our bodies are as bloody as 
               our history
We'll burn our souls inside the knots
of your bedpost and sing our burdens
away until they become
                           candle lit shadows
Lay down beside me
in this bed of depression-
springs our Resurrection
We'll make our screams become Gods
and chase the sun out of the sky
so the only light I can see is the cherry
of your cigarette burning straight into me
You were always so much more dazzling
                        in the darkness
And I need someone to tell me 
whose blood this really is.
                Lay down beside me
-James Kelley 2015, All rights reserved.

Poem Details | by Jay Anderson-Taylor |
Categories: death, love, uplifting, visionary, graduation, future, trust,

Promises unfulfilled

It seems that only yesterday we were planning your future and promises to be fulfilled in years to come...we started with a baby shower and gifts from everyoneWe dreamed of a first birthday, a dream of your first graduation and first danceA mother and fathers hopes of things yet to comeNow, here we are standing before God, asking him why has he taking our future of a child we had yet gotten to know, yet whom we had already lovedHe, answered us with a fathers words of love..."They whom you have loved, yet have never known is never gone, a promise you long to fulfill is always yours to long as you trust in me and know that I have never placed more upon you than your hearts can stand, know that I'm a God of purpose and planning...and all that which I promised will be delivered unto you if you just trust and believe in your hearts and know that my love for you, was formed before you were even placed in the wombNothing leaves or enters this world without my permission, sometimes with great anguish, but nothing leaves or enters without a purpose." Keep planning for the future with an unbending love!

Poem Details | by Dr. Upma A. Sharma |
Categories: betrayal, emotions, love,

When Passion overwhelms

When Passion overwhelms

Passion my weakness that tends to overpower,
as if I am living only to nurture love and hover?
Logical thoughts beating and buzzing in head,
my biggest strength, words are better unsaid !
Heart full of love pumps into my farthest cell,
yearnings sizzling hot that refuse a tranquil.
Tears from starry eyes slip like quicksilver,
life nearing end, gloom and sorrow shimmer!
Wake up, can't let my being vanish in vain,
betrayed love why am I craving to attain ?
Unaccomplished, Unacknowledged, Unsought,
can't let suffocate and blot out my thought.
Love be soft as feathers, mind strong as reins,
my strength my ideas, firmer than any chains.
Sprout and grow fast and tempestuously,
making me stand venerable conspicuously !

Written November 7th, 2014
For contest by Verlena SWalker

Awarded HM

Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: lost love,

As Love Lay Dying

We planted love inside our hearts a rooted tree, when but a seedling Carved our initials deep in the trunk with rings worn on our left fingers In early Spring of its second year a budded sprout began to grow By mid Summer of its fourth year branches drooped and became brittle In Autumn, its leaves fluttered and fell roots were exposed to the ground above Winter snows left it gasping for breath The tree weakened, hollow and dying Uprooted, it fell upon the ground and now lays covered in fungi and moss Long ago in my memory, a tree grew roots Limbs entwined like a groom and his bride The carving in its bark crumbled and I cried From somewhere near, a lone owl hoots

Poem Details | by Chukwuemeka Mbah |
Categories: allegory, inspirational, introspection, jesus, life, lost love, love,


If you were a work of fiction
I’ll call you Cupid
If you were to be a sign
I’ll cross my arms
If you were to be my date
I’ll call you February the Fourteenth


Both verb and noun
As to numbers you are four
To colours you are red
To shapes you are a heart
To toys you are a teddy
To insects you are a butterfly
To destitute you are Charity
As to specie you are Agape
Yet still-
I wonder and ponder
On who and what you are.


Passion girded with action
Cars call you Ferrari
Cities call you Paris
Plants call you Rose
Fools call you sex
Humans call you Christ
Scriptures call you God


You were valentine to saints
You were Theresa to Nuns
The Mandela of Politicians
Many times used
Many times abused
A Terrestrial word
With Celestial origin
You make Legends- those who live and lead a life of love

20th/21st Aug2011
 emekA mbaH

Poem Details | by Peter Dome |
Categories: angel, beauty, caregiving, dedication, devotion, friendship, happy, love, passion, relationship, romance, romantic, star, tribute, uplifting, wife, woman, women, heart, heart,

I lay my tender heart

I lay my tender heart at your feet
and my soul and very being I surrender
My desire and quest
to fill your heart with joy
and summer
by the sweetest of emotion and affection.

To stand by you
to provide and protect you
a bond so strong nothing can tare it apart
until death do us part
and later
we meet once more
in a much better place
once again

Peter Domecopyright.2012.

Poem Details | by Roman Chebukin |
Categories: adventure, confusion, dedication, devotion, faith, family, friendship, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, inspirational, life, love, passion, peace, romance, sea, slam, sympathy, teen, thank you, uplifting, wife, happy, heart, angel, angel, happy, heart, me, i love you,

Simply Unforgetable

Lol here i go writing another big ass letter todayGosh seeing you for those 15 min or wat ever is now making my heart singyou have no idea how much i am happy right now.
you cant even imagine how happy i am right nowI GOT TO SEE MY ANGEL AGAIN.
gosh looking into your eyes was a nicest trip i ever takingeven on drugs i didnt have that big of a high as i got after seeing you.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK! i am so FUKIN happy you can't even FUKIN imagineloli wanna hear your voice so bad againjust to boost my high right nowlolDAMN i think my heart is gonna stop right now of how happy i am right now that i saw an angel like you today.
Gosh no one ever made me as happy as i am right now as youDamn i wanna see you so much right nowSo how do you expect for me to live with just meMUAH i love you baby.

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: lost love, romance

We Lay in Clover

Inhaling scent of heather and each blossomed spray Surrounding us that warm clear springtime day, We lay in clover, with our eyes on a bouquet - White, wooly blooms - the wild blue yonder’s grand display! Those flower-clouds went softly drifting; by and by They changed into a valentine so very high Above us in the heaven’s perfect azure sky, As if a prelude to romanceto make us sigh! Then like two children savoring a sweet parfait, We stayed deliciously engaged in passion play Until disheveled, and our hair in disarray, We heard above us in a tree, a squawking jay! He seemed to want to split us up; we’d not comply! And even now, I yearn to be where you and I Both pledged a love that man or God could not defy. Alas, we never guessed our spring could ever die! Andrea Dietrich Summer, 2010 For the Contest of Poet ~ Destroyer Spring~ Any poem about SPRING~ (new or old) Poetry Contest

Poem Details | by ur mom |
Categories: boyfriend, cute love, deep, love hurts, sad love, sensual, sexy,

Seductive 18 plus only

Chezy chip

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