To love, to love can't be just any love.
To love there'll be our searching eyes.
To love, to love, I'll plead my life to love;
And for us worlds will stop where each flies.
This loving grows like flowers;
The flowers growing tender
And still, the sky's above.
To love, to love can't be just any love.
To love locks in our sliding thighs.
To love, to love, each one will prove
That for us worlds will spin in love's cries.
This loving will flow like showers;
The showers flow to render
Each touch our lips to move.
To love, to love will be a fierce love.
To love there'll be our locking eyes.
To love, to love, I'll pledge my life to love;
And for us worlds will come, come in sighs.
This loving will grow like towers;
Each tower grow so slender
And still, the sky's above.
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Author notes
Prompt: ***When my pulse flowed innocence***
Must be fewer than 151 words. [149 words above]
A contest entry
- Delightful Prompt Contest. by delightfulmess.
700 points, ended November 25, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Absolutely breathtaking!
I truely enjoyed this, a different style but
it worked so well with the sentiment and romance portrayed. Thank you for entering my contest.
Delila -
beautiful write with innocent passion I loved the line "And still, the sky's above"
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Wonderfully written, by a fine poet indeed.
Exellent in form, and flow.
Best of wishes to you.
Tony
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Beautifully graceful and endearing. Wonderful flow and completely charming.
Excellent.
"To love, to love can't be just any love." Ahhh. A line to swoon within. ~Pamela
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I love the form!
This is a treat! The two kinds of stanzas with their echos of rhymes are delightful. The content is idealistic and beautiful, let's forget about the chores.
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