Alas No More

 

Alas, no more I hear your call
carrying through the sky
Rain from the heavens
calls of nature deep within
a cry, a call, that special word

We want, we need, to be loved
My Goddess her hand how it works
like oars in a river, gliding so
Water rushers, sounds of wonder

My sweet you call, pounding hearts
Words, sounds, seeing you so
Yes’ my eyes, closed, thoughts of you
Side by side, hand in hand- holding each

Early morn, early night, together same
my voice to you calls of love
I hear your triumph, makes me pleased
 longing for a touch so deep

Eyes that see your beauty unfold
Thy face more than beauty to me
Those eyes that penetrate to my soul
Sweet your smile its love for me

Your arms, legs wrap my being
your voice melts my heart within
and all of these for soft sweet kissing
and so my dear……………..
I am here for you

Reviews

[Carl Drake Barnard]

Am i The first to review this piece!!! NOoo!! This is Wonderful !!! I love it!! And your heading !!! my first word I remember was Alas :) John You have created something I'll cherish for a long time! And I could Absolutely picture my self in it and i felt you you have touch me with this piece And I am internally grateful! WEll written :)

[John Preston]

I have cut a little out on this poem.
It is a real reply to a Cherokee woman I know.
As for first comment, it matters not.

Thank you.