How Love Is
I find it strange that I must seek solace in a new distant unfamiliar place, so that I might be nearer to her.
Where my mind and heart may be rested from this aching love I feel.
Alone and with strangers, I will talk and eat and drink, by night. That is how I may forget her, so as not to hurt from need of her so.
But each minute I will look around in hope that she is there with me.
And when I retire to my bed of feathers, they will not comfort me; only the woman in my heart is able to give me perfect sleep.
By day, when I walk alone through historic places of long gone times. And through cold lonely battlements of dead stone, once filled with life and now a rubbled monolith of a cold eerie past.
Long gone now and best forgotten!
For even the thought of this cold place, makes me lonelier inside. For the feelings I feel when walking these lonely battlements, takes me back in time. Even further from her now, and she is not yet born. How many centuries must I wait for her to be in this world with me?
So I think I must find a place more fitting, a place where she will be waiting for me.
A place that she herself would choose.
Where there is only light and beauty, and wonder. Where lovers over the centuries have betrothed themselves to one another.
A place of love and wishes granted.
Where I will make that wish within the deepest pool, and see the diamonds within her eyes light up within the cascade of a teared falls.
Only there in that place will she be with me.
Only there will I feel her love.
Only there will my heart at last be with hers.
My beautiful lady.
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- Fall Me In Love. by Pretty Britty.
1400 points, ended June 29, 2008, 32 entries
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Comments
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Oh Wow what beautifully written words. gl
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I wish this was written for me..lol.. its amazing


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Interesting form but truly a wonderful write. Quite deep, so touching and beautiful. My applause poet.
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Oh wow! reminds me of a few poems sent to only a special lady. This is beautiful, heart felt, and full of longing for the one needed. Beautiful.


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This is one of the most beautiful things I've ever read.
It made me cry,
aha overly emotional am I as always.
Have I told you lately that I love you? ♥

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I await you by the the teared falls.
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