With wide open eyes, she looked at me,
And climbing up, upon my knee,
Gave me a kiss, which touched my heart
And launched a pain, as if a dart
Had entered my old ageing soul,
And found therein it's final goal!
She smiled and all the joy was mine,
A million stars shone by design,
And twinkled, my whole body, through,
Filling my being with life anew.
With that one kiss, we were as one
Together. Our lives had just begun.
© Ernestine Northover
Just wonderful! It reminds me of the line 'give me a kiss to build a dream on'. No, we are not old, just eternal souls who have found another kind of lingering love....Karin Anderson
I don't think that your soul is old Ernestine I think that it is ageless and that is why I find this connection with another so beautiful and essential.God Bless you and your family.Love Duncan
Goes to the soul of anyone who has loved a little one... Thank you for sharing this beauty!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice romantic poem that flows really well.