Maria, I love you

Maria represents the cruelty in one that can never say no, but continues to say yes whenever words of love are uttered... Even when she feels not the same feelings. Maria is the idyllic love

Lain upon white water lilies,
soft whispers echo…
and ebony waves,
like cool silk,
wrap around hollow bones.
But,
who's to say that in this field of
lilies,
there's someone to hear
the whispers
of gentle
rivers, flowing within this cemetery.

Maria, Maria…
I'm dying in a sea of black. I'm being ravished by cold gray bones,
which in turn
burn me black, and gray.
But,
I'm still here for you Maria.
Your voice is just as good as any touch.
Soft and cool like silk,
your sweet voice
becomes
the bountiful bouquet
upon my grave.
Yet, I want so much more.

Maria,
with those pale pursed lips,
drench this
desert in a mist so blue that I never forget
what it felt like to be held…
bury me Maria
in somber
colors of gray, and black
with the roses you bare,
for I know that you'll
never acknowledge the desperation I've long repressed.
However, fret not Maria
for this deadness has finally yielded…
I'm now being carried off
by
aqua tides to a plain of white mists…

And as I finally close parched eyes,
I remember those precious words you uttered.
From pale rose lips,
you've managed to yet again
to burn me.
Nonetheless,
it was
tender…
Maria, I love you,
and
your tender song.

Reviews

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Every stanza was carved with echoing emotion. Like the great pyramids this showed the struggle to construct a beauty that might never be experienced. For Maria knows that she'll have something beautiful but she doesn't know who to share it with. For the poet/poetess deserves better but what can get better than sweet Maria, the way she's described despite the false pretense of love. Hope more people read this for it is beautiful and can be perceived in more ways than one.

[songstress]

Thank you for such a kind review. I'm glad to have met someone like you. Truly, I am. and from what I can tell of your writing style in this review, I hope to see more of your writing in the future. Thank you so much.

[Victoriana]

Feels like love that I can never grasp yet always feel strongly..fragile and soft like petals or silk. Probably my favorite of your work:)

[songstress]

Thanks for the reply, I'm glad you could enjoy it. I like how you point out the contrast between the strength and fragility.