I hate my eyes
They can't take in enough of you
Betraying my secret thoughts
Can you resist the love they reflect?
Can you deal with the tears they shed?
Your beauty destroys me
I lay scattered at your feet
I search the level of my platform
There was only ever me
But I see you from afar
Our paths are destined, on a collision course
To resist is futile
Fatalistic inevitability commenced on that night
And it will survive forever
I am a master of pain
Don't hurt me, marry me, bury me
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In Spirit,
Bear
John
the allurements of passion inside these lines are fire David.
laying scattered at someones feet &
not being able to see enough of them!
The lines are desire & passions all the way...
also: "Don't hurt me, marry me, bury me" WOW!!
Realizations Gifting Bow
Vickie
What a very romantic poem for the woman who is the inspiration for it.
Mary
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
Anna
This is brazen and intense, dark and beautiful ~
Blessings,
Christine