The spector of love is calling to me
From the haunts of a far distant land
Beyond the mountains, across the sea
Over the waves of golden sand
Warmed by the rain, kissed by the sun
Softer than dew on the skin
With nowhere to hide, no place to run
No escape from the beautiful sin
Nervous and tender, revealing so much
Bodies trembling and weak with desire
Lost in the moment, consumed by a touch
For the heart is an organ of fire
Author notes
inspired by the novel, the english patient
" New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire. "
Written August 28th, 2006
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Never read the book or saw the movie... but that does not diminish my appreciation of this write! I loved the easy flow from line to line... stanza to stanza... but like really good chocolate cake, it left me wanting more.
Thanks for sharing!
Write On!
jIM
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I find myself missing you more and more.It seems like years now since we have spoken. My letters come back to me and it seems your number has changed yet again. I hope all this is by circumstance and not by choice. I find myself coming here and re reading some of your poems and missing you even more as a result. I hope you are well and happy. One thing I thought about as I read this one though. If the novel that inspired this write of yours taught us any lesson, it is that our lives can change at any moment. And that made me think of the two of us, and this silence you have placed between us. And I thought what a shame it would be if either of us should leave this world without the opportunity to say our goodbyes. And then I guess I realized that you have already said yours, and perhaps that's what this avoiding me thing has been about. So in the words of your favorite novelist, I will say my goodbyes now. 'We die, rich in lover's tripes...in tastes that we have swallowed, in bodies that we have entered and swum up like rivers. In fears we have hidden in. I know that you will come and carry me out into the palace of winds. It was all I ever wanted, to walk in such a place with you. "
I sincerley hope I will hear from you again, but if not goodbye and God bless. I am, and will always remain your biggest fan, Rick -
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oldunclewooly jan 21
Dear Rick,
I really don't know what to make of this comment you have left here, except to say that I'm sorry you are feeling lonley and stressed. Ive been feeling a lot of that myself latley too. I hope you will believe me when I tell you that I love you very much and I am not in ANY way trying to avoid you. You seem determined to think badly of me my friend and there is no need for that. I'm sorry that you have been unable to reach me. Ive explained both here and on my home page about the phone...it hasnt been right since ligtning ran through the house and we are truly trying to correct it. As for the number, its exactly the same one weve had since 2002, I promise Yours however, HAS changed because when I saw this I tried to call you on my daugher's cell and I got a recording saying you're changed to an unlsted number. I have gotten several notices from something called yahoo 360 saying you are trying to send me a message, but since I dont have yahoo 360 my email program wont open them. So please, please stop worrying...I am your
friend and will REMAIN your friend. Do me a favor tho...use something other than yahoo 360, go get a hotmail account or something an email me your phone number and mailing adress. We need to stop using allpoetry as a messenger don't you think? Much love, Mary
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I like this very much. it reminds me a lot of the others like eyes of silver grey and some of the other ones that just are great i wish i had the talent you possess in one finger. love you mom and hope you get to read this before your internet goes out.
The spector of love is calling to me
From the haunts of a far distant land
Beyond the mountains, across the sea
Over the waves of golden sand
Warmed by the rain, kissed by the sun
Softer than dew on the skin
With nowhere to hide, no place to run
No escape from the beautiful sin
Nervous and tender, revealing so much
Bodies trembling and weak with desire
Lost in the moment, consumed by a touch
For the heart is an organ of fire
the ending is great love you. -
Mom I loved it, and you captured the movie well.
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thankyou for reading my poem Hugh. I miss talking to you and I hope you are doing okay. I will try to be on yahoo more so we can catch up okay? Love and hugs, Mary
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yes feel free, just email it to me okay? I'll try to clean out my mailbox okay so I actually get it. Missing you, Mary
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My Dear Girl I have written another verse that I think would go well with this poem. Would you like to see it perhaps? If not I understand, and it is not as though this poem needed another verse. It stands quite beautifuly alone. But if you would ike to see it email me. Your loving friend as always, Rick
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Dear Mary,
I can fully understand how "The English Patient" inspired you to write this poem. The book I found hard to put down and the movie I went to see twice - something I rarely do.
Your poem captures the essence of the romance well....and what a sad story it became!
Applause, love and hugs, XXX Hugh. -
mezmorizing
I love your poem. your words flow beautifully together and it's so descriptive. i'm definitely reading more from you!
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Touching
Thank you for sharing. Your words truly touched my heart. I'm adding you to my favorites list. Looking forward to reading more. Kind regards, Marsha -
excelent
I love that movie and I love your poem as well. I think the fourth line reads better though without the ' the ' Over waves of golden sand.... What do you think? Rick
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