I see my love
In a mirror darkly,
Standing fogbound
Looking at her beauty.
She watches the mirror,
Not believing
What she sees.
Carefully, she steps away
From her reflection,
Hiding from herself,
And retreats to her room
Of broken dreams.
I want to go to her,
Enclosing her
In my arms.
Feeling her nipples rising
Against my breast,
To tell her of my secret
Love eternal.
But knowing it can never be,
I sit
And pen loving lines
Of devotion,
Dreaming dreams of love,
Forever doomed.
Please tell me what you think
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Such pining creates beautifully romantic poetry. I enjoyed this, nicely done.
~ wendy -
This was a slight dip in the dark pool...but it holds a strong sense of forbidden love. This was an intriguing piece and my pleasure to read
~Tia
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awww
this is so sweet and so loving, im so happy your writing more often again this is an amazing poem filled with love and longing and its beautiful
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Very sensual yet a strong feeling of love is felt within. Makes the muse more creative as one continues the dream.
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Oh the end line in this poem is wonderful.
This kind of devotion is what all girls love,
I dont think you need the word nipple,
as a matter of fact I think it would be more erotic to not name the body part.
Love,
jin
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