Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Love Poems - Fire

Your lips so soft,
Your eyes reflecting mine
That on your sweet kisses
Tonight I wish to dine.

I wonder what has brought you here
To find me at this time
When finally I feel as if
My life is truly mine

That tender flesh that once did burn
Of ivory so clear
With scars that you wish to hide
That make me pull you near

You long to play the part
To talk and follow suit
But behind the curtain
There is some different proof

In the writer and the muse
There is more than meets the eye
For underneath the surface
There is much to be decried

But I hope we meet the mark
And fuel this fervent spark
Of lovers burning fire
Where I find desire

Sweet dreams and fantasies
That made others shake
In you I feel the opportunity
Of reality to make

So hold me close and be true
Lets enjoy each day
And in the night we find
Our guiding light
Of passion while we play.

By Hilary Wheaton



Love Poems - Poetry

You still inspire me to write poems,
Though the time has passed for romance and love.
Often I wish to pour, emotion, frustration,
Words longed to say,
Upon parchment
Ink flowing
But I just clench my fists and say
"No more"

For in those eyes,
You are a shell,
Of a man I once adored,
And I no longer wish to tell
The world
That love once lost
Should be abhorred.

But in private I might write
Lines to mark my heart
The mind still plays
With thoughts that you
May redeem one heart

But I know
A spark has faded
Has forever died
And I am all the more content
To fall in love
With sweet thoughts, eyes
And smile
Of the others that fulfill
All that lacked before

But I know they never will
Fix what I abhor.
By Hilary Wheaton

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