even though
my heart aches
and a drousy numbness
pains my senses
I continue to seek
the depth of your jade green eyes
the pulse of your soul
beating with mine
I seek the touch
of your hand
the feel of your back
the heat of your breath
please
forgive me
please
come back
for Carry on Tuesday
"the pulsing of your soul/beating with mine"/touch of your hand/...heat of your breath"-
ReplyDeleteThis poem is aching beauty.
I sure hope she reconsiders! Would sending her this help?
Good luck,
Gel: One of your readers with green eyes (Gel is my abbreviation for "Green-Eyed Lady", the #1 song by Sugarloaf that is part of my past and present)
Yeah, gel's right. Aching beauty, absolutely.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully done!
I liked this but chiefly because it led me to the poem before! I thought that was very pithy and absolutely right even if said tongue-in-cheek!
ReplyDeleteAm sure she would forgive and come back...nice one Grizz.
ReplyDeleteif she doesn't forgive him - she is crazy - loved this!
ReplyDeleteI have Jade green eyes! I'll come back!
ReplyDeleteChoice phrasing you have used! I love this piece, a great read!
ReplyDeleteThat heartache..
ReplyDeleteode to remnants of love
I don't know who you are but one thing I can say. This is excellent. What a loving poem.
ReplyDeletelove, Melanie
Oh, now I know who you are. I have been ill for a long time. It takes some time to get my head on where it should be.LO
ReplyDeleteMelanie
Be still my heart. This was incredible. You've outdone yourself. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteLove all poems like this and of course She'll come back at least I hope so.
ReplyDeleteI also want to stop by and thank You for Leaving your comment. It was nice of you to show such interest of my post.
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I wish someone wrote something like that to me. You old romantic Grizz. That is one lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThe longing in this poem is palpable, it radiates from the words. A beautiful piece.
ReplyDeleteLovely !
ReplyDeleteTouching
ReplyDeletevery touching, very provoking
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