Ode to Her

The fruits loins I would not know

 

 

Fruits of loins I might never know

had we never loved so sweet

When we did plant seeds of desire

little chancing we might meet

 

Holding my breath as I jumped

chancing all on a single toss

Leaped the very bonds of Earth

trying for the worlds I would cross

 

But God did see my grasp inflated

as he pulled me back to Earth

Saying of my tenacity

"you have overstepped your worth"

 

Filled with confidence I did go

not caring what he had said

For I would listen to no one

as I had no fear nor dread

 

Now holding to that grasp of faith

it's for you I shed my tears

Knowing you alone were worthy

of loving all of my years

 

Author's Note

A dream that once was an obsession! The only one that got away.

Reviews

[Angel]

I have one of those too, Tate...the man that got away.
I realized later that we would have made each other miserable...but, oh...how it hurt!

[Evelynne Tionge]

This is beautiful and captivating.
It awoke something in me i had forgotten i could feel.
Like the weight of everything unsaid and undone.

It also points to the fact that the creator knows best. And tries to warn us as he knows our worth.

Beautifully done Tate. Thank you for sharing.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you for coming to the cafe and friending me

[BlackRose]

Came across this. I can't say I have been there but could have if I didn't persist for that one and for them to realize what we could have and now have is something far more greater. Beautifully done.

[Tate Morgan]

thank you rose so much a time when I turned right not left and forever changed my fate

[BlackRose]

I know of some that were in your shoes and that a few times it also involved losing me. To them, oh well. next time they either will learn or if they will learn to let go. All I say is that I'm in a really happy place in my life with my love.

[BlackRose]

And your very welcome.

[Tate Morgan]

thanks rose

[Leslie Philibert]

What I enjoyed about this is the way Tate employs excellent rhymes and puts them into careful and well balanced verses, this is written with skill and a lot of thought, the content is fine too, a classical love poem. Good write.

[Penlady]

I don't think an obsession ever stops being an obsession, just slowly evolves into a whisp of the former still drifting in and out with a breeze or coming alive again with a sound of some soft strain of music. Too strong to leave forever.

[Wendy Seames Garner]

It must have been a pretty powerful obsession, to have you still dreaming of it all these years later.

[patricia]

i liked this a lot. a leap over the wall from letter to spirit. enjoyed.

[Sourav]

Very well described... liked the style of writing... Wonderful poem!

[Deandra Dawn]

Very nicely done.

[Coyote Poetry]

Some memories cannot be forgotten.
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