O my love, my sweet love
I wish I were your treasure
So that you would always
Cherish my love forever
I wish I were your smile
So that you would always
Lighten my burdened soul
And brighten me forever
O my love, my sweet love
I wish I were your hunger
So that you would always
Munch the food of my love
I wish I were your soft bed
So that you would slumber
Soothingly over my flesh
Beneath the blanket of love
O my love, my sweet love
I wish I were your eyes
So that you would always
See me in front of your ogle
I wish I were your oxygen
So that you would always
Breathe me continuously
For your very endurance
O my love, my sweet love
I wish I were your shadow
So that I would be with you
No matter, where you saunter
I wish I were your slippers
So that you would step on me
And march ahead treading me
Towards the haven of ecstasy
Copyright 2002 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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Reviews of "O My Love, My Sweet Love"
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on November 28, 2003
She sounds divine Bhuwan..Stunning poem of love...My good luck to you and she.......My best, Dani
Bhuwan: This IS incredible. So romantic. But it's no wonder, since you're the man who's in love with love. This mushy stuff just comes naturally to you. Happy Thanksgiving.
Susan Sparks
This is a cute, whimsical love poem... I like the little touches of slightly nutty humour which some may have missed, such as
"So that you would always
Munch the food of my love"
I also liked the bit about you wanting to be her slippers... strange but charming throughout.
Soft and tender as always. Where were you when I needed you :)
Damn
love Ch'erie
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on November 27, 2003
Bhuwan, what a deeply beautiful love poem! How could she possibly resist this wonderful entreaty of love and praise. She must indeed be more gorgeous than a Mona Lisa to have you offer this encomium.
Writing this poem proves once more that you are Master of the written word. Your friend Bill
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Excellent write. :)
Blessings,
Libby
Susan Sparks
sweet wishes
Sharron
"So that you would always
Munch the food of my love"
I also liked the bit about you wanting to be her slippers... strange but charming throughout.
Sara.
~Chrissie
Brilliant write!!!
Vesna.:)
This gem leaves me simply breathless, my friend. Just exquisite!
Hugs,
Tami
~Kerry
Carmen
Lol!!
Beautiful supportive write Bhuwan!!
Happy thanksgiving to you my dear friend!!
Love Tinka
Love Tinka
Soft and tender as always. Where were you when I needed you :)
Damn
love Ch'erie
Writing this poem proves once more that you are Master of the written word. Your friend Bill
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Layla