When late at night you come alive
The stars shine deep within your eyes,
You fill the air with whispered tune
That rises with the rising moon.
Your dance in swirl of autumn leaves
Has left me weak, on bended knees
Oh lift me from the ground and then
I’ll gaze into your eyes again.
I’ll kiss your lips and then your brow
So I might make you see somehow
That if with me you choose to stay
For you my love will grow each day.
So kiss me one more time and then
My broken heart will start to mend
And I will give you all I can
My heart, my soul, and all I am.
Then we will never have to part
When we will share one open heart
And we will breathe each other’s breath
Our love so strong it conquered death.
A contest entry
- Men Only by Amera.
2000 points, ended November 3, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oh man! This is wonderful! You certainly have a gift for rhyme and meter. Every line is eight syllables and the stress in each one is perfectly placed. The content is delightful and makes a girl simply swoon. You know exactly what I like to hear in a love poem.
Love,
Amera♥
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this poem reminds me of your early stuff here...with a classical feel...
this is so beautiful...you always write the best, rhyming love poems=) i enjoyed this...i like that is has a consistent flow & meter...
I also like how it moves through spiritual & physical love and blends the two, even after death...love that...
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Oh-
These love poems of yours-
They are touching beyond words, I won't attempt to communicate my response. . and will only say that somehow, they nearly let me cry a little when nothing else will- not much, of course, with the quick realization that they are far too deep, painful or diverse for that. . . but anyway, it feels like I can. They break concrete barriers, for good or for bad--
Besides that, it's lovely to read a good classical poem, they are very true to your voice. It's beautifully natural. The dimensions are colossal, unearthly. . and you give it all, wrapped with all that you are, in the smoothness of that hard-to-place' melody. Its facets shine brighter than the stars you so readily portray but we can only see the tip of the iceberg (a huge understatement. . .) and sense the rest, they go beyond depths of the mind's grasp, beyond the horizons. Classical, indeed, though still unique. With that old quality- though that's not quite what I mean. It's an ageless love. . .
I've gone on a bit here, but it probably applies to a lot of your poetry: my thoughts, not my words- It's hard to say. . .When I can, I will.
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A poem that resounds ...
with lovely rhymes in its own lyrical swirl of dance. Amera simply LOVES rhyming poetry ... so she may indeed consider you worthy!
Good luck in this contest, Poet.
Love
Myra
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you've written every woman's dream poem here
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This is the first time, I think, i've read a rhyming poem by you - and it's lovely. Wonderful lyrical quality about this. You've definately captured the spirit of love in this write, my friend.
~ Nicolette
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My God! I would marry you for this! lol
beautifully written, Poet, and I'm sure
Amera will love it. Laney
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