Dearest desire, light of my darkness, fill my soul delighted..........
Better than purposely it seems attracting All that filled my soul delighted Before you danced in tracks of beauty Our hearts were not meant to be divided
In sleep itself we are great trees of splendor Silver hands that wake to see Flowers bring what is born unto flame Rest on laurels of you and me
If this comes from butterflies of time To softly rest upon our lips Should we not place your hand in mine And round this cup both sip
I find that I am empty but I must endure Pass this test of time Until my streams are filled once again Your heart is tied to mine
Dearest desire, light of my darkness Fill my soul delighted Come and sip this cup with me…’tis full When we are not divided
Neva, This was just exquisite, but then again everything you write is. But one speaks volumes upon volumes. " Dearest desire, light of my darkness fill my soul delighted. Come and sip this cup with me...tis full, When we are not divided" These words can speak to everyone in a different way depending on how they want to interpet it. Love it, it is a favorite. xo
"Our hearts were not meant to be divided"- I like that, especially at the end when you wrapped up the whole poem with it again.
"Silver hands that wake to see
Flowers bring what is born unto flame
Rest on laurels of you and me" - I really like your use of flowers and language that appeals to the senses. It makes this poem more sweet and fits the mood of the poem more. You expressed everything so well in this, and I can see your work taking a turn for more love-themed :) Always a pleasure to read you!
This is a lovely piece it oozes with desire and just enough sadness to make it expressive of something beautiful. I love the images you painted in my minds eye.
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