We are all born for love.
It is the principle of existence, and its only end.
~ B Disreali~
AND SO I WAIT....UNTIL
My love does keep.... thru tortured sleep
On nights I toss alone
For in the twilight.... kisses sweep
My dreams with Blue cologne
Meager peace is found in rest
For plagued am I.... by need
To feel your kiss upon my crest
And breathe this act by deed
For in my dreams you share my air
I'm robed within your soul
Blue diamond set as solitaire
Sparkles ....all....alone
As I slumber, you are there
In fragments of my rest
From day to day....all that we share
In night becomes our quest
These arms are empty come the morn
And yet my soul does spill
Your essence that my heart adores...
And so I wait........until
Taim i' ngra leat
FYF
X
For Your Hand
Lady A
Copyright ©November 15, 2004
Love
Amor
This "sparkles" in beautiful fashion - a lovely, lovely write ... outstanding!!
Best wishes,
Robert
evocative. . ."robed with my soul." Ahhhh. Thank you!
Pea <3
An absolutely beautiful, divine, poetic expression of love and yearning. Thanks for sharing this masterpiece!
Cynthia
Jack
Love Tinka
GAD this is exceptionally beautiful--stunning!!!!!!!!
(((HUGS))), love and continued prayers, karla. :)
Ty, Dani ;)
I read your comment about silversmithing and the end of the world to my mom (like to call her up and entertain her; despite the Alzheimers she can still follow me). She had a really good laugh. Thank you.
Beautifully done Lady A!
This is definitely poetry at it's best. Such a fond yearning.
The yearning of THAT love is
a never fulfilled until it
truly finds the ONE it was
meant to love. And when true
Love is present in one heart
then it will pant near its death...
...until it is found.
ATMOSPHERE BEYOND IMAGINATION
Where's that leg? < < <LOL>>>
D a n a xox