Trepidation of Love:
My visions of her would blur and blind me with ecstasy,
The fire of the sun hidden within my heart when she would speak to me.
A beautiful rapture made woman, heavenly sculpted curves and seams,
I was forever at home in boundless sighs of galaxies and blissful dreams.
Sinful desires of lust turned love, she became a balm for my soul.
Blessing me with her gift made my heart compliantly vulnerable.
I was bound to her every breath united in dreams eternity,
Waiting for that sublime night of love, as she herself waited for me.
A beautiful streak shot across the sky as a star fell, crashing into my earth,
And then another fell, and destruction followed, new pains giving birth.
They fell like the tears that are on my face turning my world to ashes and dust.
Destroying my soul with shrapnel covered daggers ages in contaminated (?).
Now love's dream has vanished and hollow has become my soul,
I cannot feel my feet, for where they treat is over crimson coal.
A sticky web of torment and misery now embraces my heart,
Unable to see through the tear-streaked fog, unable to plot a new chart.
Now, I prepare for sleep as the wings of crows flutter in my chest,
I'll picture darkness, or a block of wood, but still I'll get no rest.
Pictures of her, still will bloom in these lonely caverns of my mind,
And with tears on my cheeks I'll try to fall asleep, one day at a time.
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Replies (2)
Your writing is so beautiful, and this poem was so lovely to read, whilst also being very melancholic.
Thank you so much for sharing such a beautiful piece.
Sending love and best wishes from England,
Mimi