"Two Souls, One Body"

A love story for modern times.

Two souls met in the highways of living;

and by the end of their tender meeting

a germ of love in him for the giving

sprung, and sprouted like hope repeating,--

for him, 'twas a meeting worth the reliving.

 

In spite of God and good conscience, he felt

her lonely eyes--her sad, blue, pretty eyes;

and at her graceful manner he did melt.

Like Helen of Troy, she was a rich prize

of tragic beauty (on which he hence dwelt).

 

Never was a soul more smitten or sad

than his, for she could not give her hand

to him in marriage. Still, she was most glad

to give him a night of great passion--and

not save herself for her fiancé, that cad!

 

How he loved her intensely--so sublime

and loving was she! She gave him her heart

and eternal soul (to the ends of time):

but flesh and body she could not, apart

from the words of this--this corporeal rhyme.

Reviews

[Mary Bradley]

Fantastic poem ! Often times body and mind have a different agenda in life .
I enjoy reading this piece !

[Ngoc M. Nguyen]

Thank you, Mary, for liking my poem! I am glad that it gave you enjoyment as you read it. For a reader, I can not ask for anything more of any one of my poems. Thank you!