I have loved you for a lifetime Many centuries maybe more We have run the gamut laughing Skipping heartbeats wanting more Tripping into valleys In the clover we made love Watching heavens cinema Clutching closely you above Your shadow covered my eyes From the midnight brilliant moon In your pleasures I laid waiting As my passions you festooned We danced like wayward Gypsies With brightly colored pleasures We drenched our tears in raindrops We challenged stormy weather We fought the fears of terror When separately we parted We died to be together Begin again what we had started To love you is infinity Dancing centuries away I wear you as each freckle Even now as yesterday.
We drenched our tears in raindrops
We challenged stormy weather < <-- super
beautifully penned Susan
warm hugs
Elga
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 9, 2004
have loved you for a lifetime
Many centuries maybe more...Hmm no point trying to guess your age?
Brilliant poem, well done chums..
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 9, 2004
When love is true and passion is ripe, that is how it seems to the lovers; that they have loved each other since time began and love will stay the course until infinity. Course, you said it much better.
Susan, this is a truly remarkable well-penned spiritually uplifting passionate composition. I loved the closing. It will linger in my memory for many years to come my friend. Thank you for sharing it. Take care and be well.
When Sophie Bayles inadvertently ruins a young man’s chance for employment, she sets out to find him a new position. Even though he doesn’t want her to.
Truly loving togetherness and romance,
We drenched our tears in raindrops
We challenged stormy weather < <-- super
beautifully penned Susan
warm hugs
Elga
Many centuries maybe more...Hmm no point trying to guess your age?
Brilliant poem, well done chums..
A wonderful collaboration. Well written.
exquisite word usage!Your rhyme and rhyhm always
enhance your work!Superb!
Love this line " We died to be together "
Peter