Maybe I should be locked away
In a straight jacket,
With only these words to say
But as I've seen,
and felt,
and heard,
You feel the very same way.
Though I feel I might awake
And have this simply be
The sweetest drug ever to take,
the most ambroasial,
and lingering,
and liberating,
Dream to give my anguish a break.
I know that after your lips blew
Truth and life into my soul,
My dreams and desires are new.
I want to live,
and love,
and die,
With nobody else but you.
"...Your lips blew Truth and Life into my Soul..."
Golly, what a lovely vision!
Apart from two misspellings (straitjacket and ambrosial), I can find no flaw in this write of undying devotion!
A love story, yes. At least, it's not something unrequited. Thus, it is never gloomy. By the way, I think it's "straitjacket" and not straight jacket, that if, you're referring to a garment with overlong sleeves. Stepping aside that, this is beautiful!
Bravo. I love the feelings of the narrator in this poem. The speaker really grips you, and chokes you, and makes you feel what she's feeling through some very wonderful, colorful and insightful language. Great job with this poem to express not only a feeling, but thoughts and ideas, and how you really must have felt as you wrote it. Congratulations, this is wonderful.
Yes indeed a love poem, but a sincere and heartfelt one. I felt like this piece mixed new and old. You avoiding being cliche, and created something that captured love as it can be.
I'm 33 now, much more settled into myself, and getting back to it again. The previous about me is gonna stay for now, since it's still somewhat accurate and I need some time to figure out what to say .. more..