Snow Flake

A short poem about how I feel towards a guy I have met and whom I am falling in love with

Appearing like the translucent moon on a shrouded summer dawn, he feels so near, as if to have watched over me as I slept, yet in truth he is as distant as dying starlight.

Does he allow himself to become lost in my name? Do I consume his thoughts as he does mine. His scent haunts me, it lingers on my skin like a ghostly vail,  reminding me of his tender kiss.

I yearn for his affection, for his heart to fill with all the chaos of loves emotion that swirls like winds of change. To lay my head upon the arc of his chest, to rise and fall with each breath.

I do not wish to go about my ways, living life split and torn asunder, for I am lost in him, like a solitary snow flake floating through  darkened skies. None shall see me melt.

How I wish to be plunged into his love, to be emersed into the furness of his burning heart and forged into wrought steel, strong, stable.

To stride beside him into life's great unknown, to believe in his dreams, even if they fail and be his sanctuary of rest upon this weary road.

I do not wish to be one man, alone in this world. But rather a half of a whole, bounded and held by loving hands. To posses his heart as he has possessed mine.

Author's Note

Please tell me how I can become a better poet, I am a novice, I haven't written poetry since I left school.

Reviews

[OneAmongstMany]

"Does he allow himself to become lost in my name?"

Beautiful line and so relatable. When you love someone just seeing their name can evoke a well of emotion and memories.

Keep up the good work, you have a beautiful way with words and imagery