Sometimes hazy, fading from my minds view
mostly clear, vivid to me, as I lie and think of you
Almost tangible but never quite close enough to touch
colourful and bright but not too much
Your hair is long and flowing, in my darkness
my hands reach out to steal a soft caress
Stolen moments, knowing it's a crime
prepared to suffer, to do the lonely time
Our day may never ever come again
will never be the same, would be insane
The longings never wane or ease
my love for you, it seems, may never cease
Thought I'd check and lo and behold: a powerful revelatory piece of real poetry Mr Macrae. Strong imagery, sound rhythm and rhyme structures and steady progression throughout with a well worked conclusion. A very fine poem. jim
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A most revealing piece of heartfelt poetry. Some loves never fade in the realms of the heart and you've portrayed this most vividly. Great piece. HG: -) xx