i want to take you for a ride
through the mountains,
watch the sun go down
beneath the shade of evergreens,
and make a wish upon the first star we see
under the moonlit sky,
and on the way home,
i want to buy you an ice cream cone,
and i want you to hold mine for me,
as i drive through the streets,
because next to you, my love,
i am mesmerized,
just as i was on the very first day,
by the twinkling light
dancing in your eyes.
i want to pull in the driveway
and feel you smile inside
when you hear the dog bark,
and are at last assured i was comforted,
despite your absence,
by an unconditional love,
equal to that you have given me
for so many years,
immeasurable among the reasoning
of common people,
your love has been a gift of inexplicable worth,
that shallow men cannot fathom.
i want to watch as these ties of love,
having bound us so close,
manifest all the years of deep committment
while we bask in those first hours
that unfold our new beginning.
i want to touch your lips
and feel the warmth of your breath upon my fingertips,
feel my heartbeat jump into my throat
and my eyes become as magnets to yours,
and melt away the scornful words of men
that sought to tear your manhood down,
relentless and bitter cruelty leaving scars
without a sound to human ears,
but sure as the sun shines in the sky,
wounds real hearts can hear.
i want to feel your flesh on mine,
as my mouth touches every part,
and trade the place i keep in my mind,
for a journey into your heart,
i'll tell you every longing
as each breath becomes desire,
unspoken, though well understood,
as love takes ahold of our fire.
i want to hold your soul
in love's embrace,
too much time denied,
because to me, my love,
you're just that precious,
i don't want to change
what is shining inside,
and with time we'll journey on this road,
the good things and the bad,
and know that little can lead us astray,
because the worst has already been had.
and so that is what i want... i want love to hold your soul.
11:58 PM 6/13/2013 ©
I don't know
yes, I am sure, this is at least one of the greatest love poems I have ever had the pleasure to read. Beautiful, the last sentence is just perfect, Well written, inspiring!! Reminds a little of Judith Fitzgerald, yes, somewhat like her but you. "i want love to hold your soul."Should be required reading for all couples. Nothin for nothin, but in my humble Jersey Boy opinion, you should submit this to Santa Fe Writers Project.
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
Dylan, I'm so glad you
Dylan, I'm so glad you enjoyed it--- It seems like a lot of people do like this poem. I know for me, it's very special. Now you have me wanting to read Judith Fitzgerald, and I will be doing that, as I respect your opinion. I didn't know about the Santa Fe writer's project, but I'll look that up too, although I don't have a lot of time for poetry jams and readings these days at 60 hours a week, I like staying in the loop. This state is very rich in Southwestern and Mexican/Chicano/Native artistry.
.............
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Just darling! Takes me away!
Just darling! takes me away! ;) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thanks SSmoothie!!
Thanks SSmoothie!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Wow!!!
Simply beautiful!!!
Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks
Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading.
Somehow, none of the videos I embedded are working anymore. I don't get it.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
;-)
I almost always skip the vids anyway. Your poem is elegant, beautiful & moving without any supporting chorus in the background :-)
Oh, thank you! I value your
Oh, thank you! I value your opinion!! *big smile********
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "