HerA Poem by FeelgoodUnwrapped I wait A present of negate. Undressed I wonder Through this thoughtless slumber, What will come of date.
I pound away At this gate. Only to find The lock... Unscathed.
Her auburn hair Flows through autumn trees, Her crystal eyes Crash through waveless seas.
Unfounded lies never see These beautiful lips- Expressive of glee.
An intuitive glance pierces right through me. A helpful reach out Towards my soul to be.
She makes me accept The truth of life. Pain doesn't matter through this life of strife.
With a caressness of soul, I lose control.
My heart- It aches, For her gorgeous sound. It plays a song: A composer of life profound.
Undoubtedly hearing Of a life conceiving Only love. A daunting presence.
Not even looking, She swims right through Every breaking heart of you.
The grip of your heart Seeks her out, Uniquely displayed Like a priceless art.
Miss Lisa's eyes could not see How much she loves me. Da Vinci's brush Could never follow. Tears cry Only so shallow. Even the blind, Can live in shadow.
Her life of deep Clears my life of weep. My gental tears, Quench her sorrow. This angel, Lives for tomorrow.
I try to grab on To her fleeting coat tail. But her passion leaves Only a trail.
A trail I will follow! A trail I will be! God d****t... I am still looking for thee...
I know that out there Through sickness and wear, There is a woman So fine and fair.
My search is relentless- Temptations repentless.
In this dream I see her face. In her cloud- There is no disgrace.
So let me find her... Let me lay her down... Uproot my love Right out of this ground.
I am screeming to believe! I am paining to see. All I want is: Someone worth this love I have, Someone worth this love I feel. Someone to finally Make this love real. © 2010 Feelgood |
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