To my Indian Princess...
No words have been yet born into times lap, to carry my heart in truth, please accept this humble salute....
My hand upon your heart this night....
Veiled Love, My Tribute
Hidden love of heart
Mine is a lover, hid well in my heart
Where no other can see her
I carry her always and forever
I my mind, heart and soul
I wear her daily as frontlets
Upon my hearts whispering adoration
Yes, none know, but we
None care, but we
None will, but us
A secret I fear to us alone
Yet, no secret do we know
Where we are concerned
She is my wife, wedded in heart
One day.....we will be us ....one day...
She is indeed my hope of day
Whisper of night
Strength of soul
No salute can I offer with words
For none have yet been born
To tell the tale
Of the Indian princess
And her warrior of old
No, no words have yet been born into time
To tell my heart
My oh my, me oh my
When, where, how?
Can my heart wait?
Does she have a choice?
No, no choice
So I wait, and battle daily
The fight for true life, wed in pure raindrop love
Cradled from the beginning
Known only to us alone
Gift given only once
I shall fight till dawn
Though the enemy be many and tall
I shall win, for her, for me, for us!
Love shall not deny me this time
Shall she?........
Indian Princess
It is I, etched against the sunset you see this night
It is my breath in the wind caressing your cheek
It is I standing alone in await, in time
I shall stand till time is no more
Rodney, I hardly have words not already expressed here. Love does reside in the heart and there you place it and keep it.
Moving poem.
Gina
Reviewed by Adam Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on June 26, 2003
What some might call delusion I call a need as real as any other. The emotion here expressed is a beautiful piece of your heart.
don't ever let it go. ( as if you could ).
This is so beautiful, Sir Rodney Galahad. Thank you for helping to keep romance alive!! "Sentiment" has been dragged through the mud too long. People forget the opposite is robotic absence. We are not robots, are we? F e e l, therefore we are!!! Bless you for being y o u. <3 Phyllis <3 PS: Also dig your hat :).
Ahh, how lovely...must be some special Indian Princess indeed. Your words are always so moving.
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on June 8, 2003
Ohhhhhhh Rodney it seems you Indian Princess has a Poetic Prince! BEAUTIFUL!!!!
~Nikki~
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on June 8, 2003
sigh.."no words have yet been born into time's lap"..sooooo lovely.. She knows and she is coming.. I can feel it.. your calls to her could not be ignored, for they are drenched in beauty and sincerity and depth of heart.. she is a lucky lass, for she will be bathed in sweet and loving words.. and truth of spirit.. Oh, to have what she will have when she comes to you.. sigh.. katy.
What words can I say to portray how this moves me so. There are none. I am quiet, awestruck at the beauty and magnitude of such a love.
Rodney you light a path that surely no other has seen.
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Moving poem.
Gina
don't ever let it go. ( as if you could ).
Adam
~Nikki~
Know the feeling all too well!!
Love
Tinka
Rodney you light a path that surely no other has seen.
Josie
~Joseph
You have painted a wonderful picture of your love. She must be very beautiful. Enjoyed this very much.
May Lu $*_*$ a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
-Bear
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