Love speaks to the ocean of hearts she has touched................
With curious feet the night enters with beauty in her eager eyes As love speaks to the ocean of hearts, she has touched The moon glides by quietly before the eyes of men And I can see your face held by the fingers Of my hope, once again
In the eyes of peaceful angels with shining hair of molten gold I can see those shores of all great happiness and joy Held by a loyal hand, proclaiming there is love And such a sweet delight rains down To my heart, from above
I stand here within the comfort of my silken thoughts of you While such unmatchable tenderness appears in place Speaks to me of memories I can always find While breathing in night’s sheer beauty With my own heart in kind
I see your face, if only for a moment, as the other half of me As I lay here watching night enter with curious feet Love sweetly touches my heart in a rush Tells me to close my tired eyes Sleep, dear one, shush
Always a lover Neva! Your eyes have the most honest and profound incite on all that truely matters, love and life. I read your poetry and feel like I'm exerpincing a love from a past life. Your work always seems so real to me; I've experienced it all.
she looks slowly at the raged sky, sees a star glistens in fear
defying the clouds, floating in aimless directions
"if life was too pointless, wouldn't it just vanish into thin air?"
she screams aloud as the sadness hears
puts off her silence-dress and runs naked searching for the gleam
May this night be the start to chase her next dream...
The beauty and serenity projected in the night of this poem is truly heartwarming. I love the descriptions and how you wrote this about the life at night, and the feelings. Like a night animal's journey. Great write! :)
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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