Know you not what you do to me?
I am lost within thine indomitable power,
as lost as the rain to the sea;
Thy countence, so lovely,
As sheer as Springs first blush
An image I carry ardently
As I drift into sleeps gentle hush;
Thine eyes, how longing,
Their lingering glance,
Wouldst thou come to me
If there were but one chance?
And thy touch, so benign,
Yet how it burns,
Such concupiscence,
Oh, how eagerly I yearn;
Thy breathe, so sweet,
To taste it but once
Willingly wouldst I pay
An eternal penance;
And thy voice! Couldst an angel
Ever speak so fair?
So ethereal, so supernal,
Shall I forever be ensnared?
But thou art not mine
Though within thee I am lost,
As lost as the rain to the sea......
"deep thoughts, feelings & emotions- all mingle together to form a divine trinity of words" - that is what I call your poems. Really fantastic poems, that inevitably makes a man stand naked against the raging storms of life yet holding on to life.
Over the course of time each one of us sense a tremendous amount of tension in the air, which will finally be released when we reach to the end. My life has been a continuous process of some words and phrases interwoven carefull with my heart which enables me to let go of anything that has been holding me back from leading myself into death. Friends do come and go, and I find that through them some opportunities of my life may be lost, but only because there is something more illusive than life on the horizon that I have never seen. I sit here alone by my window and I watch the dark clouds slowly engulfing the sky with its darkness. Why doesn't the sky resist? It resembles me for it has been waiting out there for one meeting that may take its breath away and could become a relationship for life. Thanking you for your compliments that are the only, yet most precious gift for me. warm regards.
Coming back to life