Though patience has never been my strong point or my virtue, by teaching me to exhale slowly it is something I am learning to do. As I feel my need to be unbridled fade into a place where I have peace I offer you the key to the kingdom where you may come and go with ease.
And when I see no beauty, I will focus on your face, paint you the color of deepest love where I am lost in your embrace. I will speak to you of honesty, always deserving your trust, and in silence you will hear my soul as it whispers from dawn to dusk.
When I find myself perplexed, confusion taking root, I will have faith in who you are, understanding being my truth. What I feel comes without a price, no pressure or expectation, just an unconditional gift to you as part of this creation.
If I could pick the biggest rose fresh with morning dew, I'd pierce myself with every thorn before I'd let even one hurt you. I will listen as you speak your heart, your happiness and your fears, never in judgment to criticize, my heart will be my ears.
Though my arms may be full and sore, an outstretched hand you'll always find, holding you up or holding you close, whatever you need at the time. Even in my darkest pain, when my heart seems broken in two, the door to the place that you now own will always be open for you.
With sorrow now behind me, I give freely my happiness, a smile you've planted deep inside, a hope that we may share this bliss. If tomorrow should bring my end, then today I will make sure you know that you made my life worthwhile and I'll take you with me when I go.
Not one single regret will ever be when it comes to you and I, you are the dream I thought was dead, you gave me back my life. So I offer this to take or toss, a promise to see you through, vulnerable yet so unafraid, I could be fearless beside you.
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Reviews of "I Could"
Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)
Reviewed on July 21, 2004
This is true love. He is a true gift for you, bringing out all the positive sides, making you alive again.
Excellent write.
This goes to my library.
my highest compliment to you
WISH I WROTE IT!!!!!!!!
but since I didn't........I will save it.........
this is so romantic, and loving!!!
wow........pax A
Excellent write here. Many times when we are sore and arms full for we should always keep our hand outstretched to those we that needs us.
Most enjoyable and loved the message and thought I carry away here
Tommy
"I Could" is a scented flower from the garden of a heart that pumps love. It is a true poetic grand to be ecthed on the doors of the millennia.
I salute You, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on June 4, 2004
Thanks for the eye test.
But well worth it..If only more felt /did this.....
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on June 4, 2004
Greetings Poet Ann Piatt. I have sat here totally stunned now for about twenty minutes and read and re-read one of the most incredible, breathtaking priceless piece of Poetry, I have ever had the pleasure of reading in my lifetime!!! You have truly created a timeless masterpiece, which shall remain in the heart and soul of anyone who has the opportunity to read!!! Thank You for sharing Your remarkable Talents and Poetry, Poetess.
My Deepest Gratitude, Respect, Admiration and Friendship.
Thomas Lanechanger
Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
Reviewed on June 4, 2004
This is so EMOTIVE...I love this>>
If I could pick the biggest rose
fresh with morning dew,
I'd pierce myself with every thorn
before I'd let even one hurt you.
< < <So moving!
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on June 4, 2004
So lovely and deeply emotive. Flows like fine silk.
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Excellent write.
This goes to my library.
Loved it!
Cheers
Alain
WISH I WROTE IT!!!!!!!!
but since I didn't........I will save it.........
this is so romantic, and loving!!!
wow........pax A
Most enjoyable and loved the message and thought I carry away here
Tommy
"If I could pick the biggest rose
fresh with morning dew,
I'd pierce myself with every thorn
before I'd let even one hurt you."
Wonderful lines!
I salute You, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
But well worth it..If only more felt /did this.....
My Deepest Gratitude, Respect, Admiration and Friendship.
Thomas Lanechanger
If I could pick the biggest rose
fresh with morning dew,
I'd pierce myself with every thorn
before I'd let even one hurt you.
< < <So moving!
Very well done. Your poem holds a deep strength and love. Awesome way to feel about someone.