Her Silhouette

I could stretch my arm forth so far, reaching for the shape of your being, but I would grasp only a blurred fantasy of admiration and compassion. If only dreams allowed us to touch... perhaps then I could hold you and be consumed by the light of your solicitude. However, the imagery presented to me in my sleep allows only for an isolated glimpse of your form, dancing on the Autumn leaves gracefully, and unaware of the longing eyes staring deep into your spirit. Your radiance is an ardent retribution for my withered heart; a tragic victory upon a hopeful doubter. Breathe once more, my dearest love, and prove to me that a seraph can indeed lay grace upon even the most foolish of dreamers.

Reviews

[Shadow Paradox]

I love this! I got a gothic feel to it. I sense there are ghosts floating through each verse here like a silhouette. Whispers of a memory of someone once loved truly and heartily gone, yet lingering on the edge of the minds reality. I have to read more of your work, this by far is my favorite.

[Arcus]

Thank you so very much, friend. :)

[hello there]

this was beautifully written! i can feel the longing for your beloved; a sense of yearning. the title matches the theme and the tone of the poem. pining over someone who won't even look to your way is a devastating feat. of course, we all wish that our the person of our dreams loves us back. love this

[Vidya Bacchus]

This is very touching.Yearning for your beloved.You have penned this brilliantly :)

[Arcus]

Thank you so very much. I am humbled. :) Sincerely, I appreciate your praise. :) Thank you.

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome for sure :)

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Endearing in the lines...and the title fits the subject matter throughout the read...just gives a lot and does not stop with the justification in the verse...a longing and a dream state affair...only wanting to be a reality...

[Arcus]

Thank you for your wonderful comments, friend. I am glad that you felt something while reading this. :)