You are a poem
Read between the lines
A Shakespearean sonnet
With out an end.
And I am falling,
Falling,
Falling into the serenity
Of your cool autumn eyes.
Beyond the frost I am
Drowning in their celestial
Pools of sliver wine
And it is here that I am alive,
Beating, beating, beating
Like a heart torn fresh from
It's mortal cage, still
Clinging onto what lies
Life has left to tell of
Heaven and of hell…
Still beating…
I am here beneath the floorboards
Telling a tale of love behind
Facades of gentle laughter…
I cover your angelic eyes
With a softer hand and I pretend
Not to know what
Words are left unspoken
Take this, a token
Of my gratitude for all the
Silent moments spent safely
In your arms…
Not a word is said
And that in itself is
Pure poetry.
Please give me your thoughts ^_^
Comments
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This spells "in Love" to me. I don't know why. I really enjoyed each line and my favorite, "into the serenity
Of your cool autumn eyes.
Beyond the frost I am
Drowning in their celestial
Pools of sliver wine
And it is here that I am alive,"
You are very good and making the reader feel like they should run out there and tell someone they love them or just kiss them even! *smile*
Only suggestion: maybe it would read smoother without each line capped at the first word (IMHO).
Good job!
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