WarmthA Poem by Sacha DavisonThe possibility of your love keeps me warm in the dead of winter.
My heart pulses, as you fill me with desire;
Inspiring me, my enchanting forest scene; Comforting me, throughout my darkest hours. How long must I wait, to feel your warm embrace And how long, until I may hear your true voice. Eventually, through endless efforts, I will. Love so deep, based on such shallow connection, Is, perhaps, quite a preemptive sentiment. Silently, I wait for you to share this love. Beauty, is more than skin-deep and you prove it. Even though your shell lacks not divinity, All evidence validates your character. Until the sun is extinguished, my treasure, This tortured, young soul will wait for your love to Ignite the kindling of the bliss that could be; Fueling the scorching, searing flames of young love, Until they erupt into a supernova. Let me show you the warmer side of living.
© 2013 Sacha DavisonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSacha DavisonNEW BRUNSWICK, CanadaAboutA collection of content, largely unedited, that I have created over the years. Most pieces currently posted are from my teenage years. more..Writing
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