What deeply inside
We feel?
Are words a true
Mirror
Of the sentiments,
That for us
Have the most
Desired, appeal?
I still don’t know
If poetry does it best
Or if there really
Is no way,
That emotionally,
And passionately,
To its fullest
Degree,
Love can be
Expressed.
But lack of Liberty,Is always Tragedy.
I went away,Sailed the seasSo far, away.Because,You didn’t careThe Seas flowed overWith tears, fromEverywhere.Because,You didn’t careMy life was empty,But there werePoems,Everywhere…
I know it’s much too late for me,The forest sometimes kills the tree,But I will love you all the same,Today, tomorrow, endlessly,For without knowing, painfully,You did become the best in me.
You’re not only the love of my life,But my inspiration, too.
Or that time, when we first met,As Time stopped, the world did tooAnd existing from that moment,There was you and only you.How you filled my empty life,With the dreams of ‘it’s just right’How I’ve loved you ever since,How you saved me from despair,Knowing, love for life was there.
Their two souls had intertwined,With a Love so deep and blindThat they only saw each otherOnly lived for one anotherIn a Love more than sublime,Out of space and out of time.
