You're no sooner wrapped in my vision
as my love of thee overflows
I'm engrossed inside your presence
before the first whistle blows.
The need for contemplation sways
as rapturous melodies enfold
I am lost tight inside your elegance
you are more than I can hold.
In time's vast tour de force and beyond
you alight like butterfly sighs
passion speaks then in sealed vapors
from such sugary sweet highs.
I don't need my portion to be greater
your love only so completely
engages my every waking thought
I whisper your name discreetly.
Author notes
I want some love poetry, covering maybe, the Geogian or Victorian period:
A contest entry
- Olde Fashioned Love by Titus.
1400 points, ended December 30, 2008, 14 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Feel Free...
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Definately intense, butterfly sighs is unique...worthy of the bronze dear friend.
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Thank you, sometimes one reaches for the undefineable...and comes up with such things as butterfly sighs hahaha which sometimes truly becomes the case or at the least defines the case...thanks again
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I love,'I don't need my portion to be greater,' subtle, and genuine worth of romanc here, lovely words, overall.
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Thank you so much for your take on the poem and for the Bronze lots of love
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