At this moment,
I would slowly walk over to you.
Reach out with both hands,
softly running my fingersalong your face.
Leaning my body toward you,
stopping when our bodies touch.
Staring into your eyes
softly brushing my lips against yours
and falling into your arms.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
my body trambling from your touch.
Wanting to express my true feelings,
but the words never flow.My mind screams,
I love him,more than life itself.
I adore him.
I worship him.
I'd give him the world if I could.
I want to tell him that when I close my eyes
It's him that I see and want to love.
No matter where you are,
I'm always with you.
very, very nice!
making me realise that I know this "if only
you were here" feeling...
Your poetry say it so accurately.
Amy Ramdass
loved. . .right? Assuming this is autobiographical, you may not feel that way now, but I am betting you will. Live. . .meaning Love. . .ON!! 'Pea' <3 ~~~ Painting's great!!
your poem expresses a deep commitment and yearning...much tenderness here
Gina
(trembling)
"I love him,
more than life itself.
I adore him.
I worship him.
I'd give him the world if I could."
Change the "him" to "her" and it all fits, Karen.
A most compelling love offering. Thank you for sharing it.
Love and peace to you.
Regis
Bill
Felix