When i seek reverie i look up to the skies
in wide eyed wonder hues of ocean
and the angel in his eyes
he stands a tower over the hill of me
dashing tented under waves
of golden hair and a perfect nose
and shoulders like the horizon
i love not for the physicality
or the way he stands by me
not by heaven and earth do sing
echoed in the currents of his voice
i love not for the iron soul in his
blood reach valiantly
not for his jest of nature
humored in Shakespeare's pages
but for when if all efforts prevail
i look to see him standing in the
Valhalla of the Americas, a viking in his class
in his grasp holding a single red rose for passion
and his hand out willingly
the angel in his eyes, the love of his life
bear for all the world to see
Author notes
Vallahalla- the place vikings go when they die in battle
this poem is simply stating that what i see in him is what i he sees in me and whatever it it its beyond words
Written July 27th, 2005
A contest entry
- I Want Love... Poems Only by HeWillAlwaysBeAFool.
400 points, ended July 27, 2005, 18 entries
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Comments
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Hehe... my mom is from Sweden. She speaks swedish but doesn't tell stories
wish she did!
~Sarah -
in answer to your question My boyfriends mom is from sweeden, needless to say, she told him many storys of vikings when he was little
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This is wonderful!
Vallahalla? Where did you learn of that?
Great write and thank you for entering! I know how Love can be beyond all words.
~Sarah
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