Grasping the Lasting Day's LoveA Poem by Sunshadow Coyote
When I have fears that I may cease to feed.
Before my pen has felt my thoughtful brain, Before high-piled books, I plan to read, Held like rich man's money clip, impossible to drain. When I behold, upon the night's scared face, Unique misty symbols of a true romance, And think that I may never live to truly embrace Her feelings, with the flow of a dance. And when I feel, the fair creature of an hour, That I shall never look upon you more, Never have taken in the fiery power Of relenting love; then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Can I grasp this love before we both sink?
© 2012 Sunshadow Coyote |
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5 Reviews Added on August 20, 2012 Last Updated on August 21, 2012 AuthorSunshadow Coyotenorthbridge, MAAboutI enjoy the small things. If you can perceive life at my level (few can) then well be good friends. Perspective is everything. more..Writing
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