Tu sei la mia eternità, il mio cuore

you are my eternity, my heart

My obsession's Italian

     savory & nectar'd dream,

   endearment's rhyme

under the Ponte dei Sospiri 

   like the embrace of 

              sweet vino's taste,

tell me why the earth spins

         alive in your presence

why my spirit soars to new heights,

    and I'm left breathless still

 in your whisper'd desire,

              aching in your rapture

   you smile and my sun rises,

      the mere touch of your hand

           sets me on fire

  I yearn for your tenderness,

                  every moment

     breathe for your passion,

           dance amidst your fervor

    surrender to your rhythm, 

    moons and stars 

        pale in your eyes,

    I'm lit from within 

            an ocean of emotions,

          you are the lover 

            of which my reality aspires,

                 the wanton poetry

                 of my muse's affection,

    Tu sei la mia eternità,

                               il mio cuore

       

Author's Note

The Bridge of Sighs (Italian: Ponte dei Sospiri) is a bridge located in Venice, northern Italy.

Reviews

[Rene Salinas]

The fire of breathing passion from an encounter that sounds very promising. The dimension of all things Italian adds to this descriptions as it would be logical to think of romance, arts, good food all things beauty, Oh, I could keep going but the writing is not about Italy is about another human being and the effects upon Frieda. Just the touch of hand sparks fire! I can only imagine then when is just a little more than hands that touch each other. The lover of which my realities aspire. A little left with questions thought because this can also be understood as the presence of an IT . Whichever way one wants to entertain this the outcome is of openess, creativity, passion and love and lust for life.

What could be better? good times ahead.

Thankyou

[Frieda P]

I'm thrilled reading your review Rene....I'll leave it to the imagination. There's a saying in Italiano.
Alla buona derrata, pensaci su. Think about the good stuff in essence. When I think of Italy I think abbondanza, it's all good, wine, song, food, and amore for sure. Thanks so much.

[Einstein Noodle]

the bridge of sighs ..............sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

what a blessed one that is your poems object .. so romantic Frieda! a side of you that has been hidden .. you'll have everyone wondering ;)

its beautiful ..what can i say?! just kind of hung out here while the whole song played .. then read again ..sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
E.

[Matching Socks]

Frieda, this is beautiful. Have you fallen in love darling? :D
Those words are so romantic. My eternity/my heart...
My own heart is just gushing now.

[Frieda P]

Oh wow, that's the first 'gushing heart' review for me...I'm enthralled! :)