My hands
Are your hands.
My heart
Is your heart.
My eyes
And All I see
Are yours
Take them,
(You are all that is)
For I can no longer use them
I myself am gone.
You, you, you
Are my world.
The longer my thoughts
Dwelled upon you
The more faint I became
Until I was nothing.
...
Thank you for making me something.
I am but a sliver of grass,
A flower of the field,
But You love me.
You are the ENTIRE grounds
The earth, the sky,
Beyond.
But You love me.
I can't put it into words--
Falling into you,
Just make me part of you
And what you do!
All I hungered for before
Is mearly illusion.
Every day, I crave you more
And every day, I crave myself less
Until there is nothing but you.
Nothing but your love for me.
...
Thank you for giving me something real
Author notes
Have you ever craved someone so much you didn't exist anymore?
The rest was cliche, but that last line: very strong
This can SO be applied to GOD, so it shall! YEA~!!!!!
Totally random freewrite.
A contest entry
- Quote Prompt by Perfectly Imperfect.
300 points, ended April 1, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Outstanding
The language in this poem is so expressive. You made this so real. I liked the sense of losing sight of yourself and being consumed by your lover. This poem is inspired. Best of luck in the contest.
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