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Tales of Love in the Heart
- Tales of Love in the Heart -
Life is in the instant, in the minute,
More than in all the days of ages…
And destiny writes in us as will flit,
The pen not held by mortal sages.
It penned in me tales of such love!
And I heard them within my blood.
Like the call of a sweet pale dove,
Which soars above deepest flood.
Life is that flood, it rushes ever on,
Whilst we navigate, ever seeking…
As I sought for ye, hither and yon!
Whilst my blood felt fire creeping,
Consuming my senses with purity.
Never couldst I hath so imagined,
The fullness of our joined destiny!
It stretches beyond the first origin.
I sought for ye in the deep waters,
The high heavens, the hottest hell!
Amongst myriad sons, daughters…
Angels, gods and mortals as well,
But mine eyes saw not, the whole.
Only when I looked inside of me,
Seeing, thy reflection, in my soul…
Only then couldst I be so set free.
Free, when in thy arms I didst lie!
Happy in my captivity to thee full,
Expressing a blissful satisfied sigh.
My every longing, thou might still,
For we share one soul, one heart.
The tales of love, whispered truly,
For such fair guide doth its’ part…
Leading the seeker ever blissfully.
Life is in the instant, in the minute,
More than in all the days of ages…
And destiny writes in us as will flit,
The pen not held by mortal sages.
It penned in me tales of such love!
And I heard them within my blood.
Like the call of a sweet pale dove,
Which soars above deepest flood.
Life is that flood, it rushes ever on,
Whilst we navigate, ever seeking…
As I sought for ye, hither and yon!
Whilst my blood felt fire creeping,
Consuming my senses with purity.
Never couldst I hath so imagined,
The fullness of our joined destiny!
It stretches beyond the first origin.
I sought for ye in the deep waters,
The high heavens, the hottest hell!
Amongst myriad sons, daughters…
Angels, gods and mortals as well,
But mine eyes saw not, the whole.
Only when I looked inside of me,
Seeing, thy reflection, in my soul…
Only then couldst I be so set free.
Free, when in thy arms I didst lie!
Happy in my captivity to thee full,
Expressing a blissful satisfied sigh.
My every longing, thou might still,
For we share one soul, one heart.
The tales of love, whispered truly,
For such fair guide doth its’ part…
Leading the seeker ever blissfully.
Published 12th Jun 2015
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12th Jun 2015 2:32am
12th Jun 2015 3:12am
Awww, I’m so glad you loved it Zoey! You’re sweet for leaving such a sweet comment. Big kisses and hugs for you: xoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxooxoxoxo
Tee-hee-hee! :D
Tee-hee-hee! :D
4th Oct 2022 6:24am
Mrs. Indigo,
These words are few upon this one. U are one ah poetic leave them heartfelt ah speechless. 👍🤍💋🍑👁️🥥🍺👄🌈🤜🤛
These words are few upon this one. U are one ah poetic leave them heartfelt ah speechless. 👍🤍💋🍑👁️🥥🍺👄🌈🤜🤛
8th Oct 2022 9:07pm
For this poem, not as many words were needed as with a more epic sort of poem because as I wrote it, it seemed to have the intensity of a candle's flame, and one that shines brilliantly in the darkness. A flame that needed not become an inferno in order to blaze hotly! And yet, in its' own way it is as fiery and bright as any star in the heavens. I am glad you liked reading it and am pleased to read your comment! :)
9th Oct 2022 4:18am
Thank u so much and thank u for ah posting this ah piece up to be ah treasured.👍👁️🥥🍑🌷🌈🍑👄🤜🤛
