Your smiling face, fresh with life's sorrows and pain,
With past rejections, dismissal, digging deep into your psyche,
Your emotions tied in an unbreakable chain,
You have a rigid, routine that gives you control and power,
As you live in your own ivory tower,
Your past is a veil across your far-reaching, blue eyes,
That hold the agony of endless, past lies,
Destroying your sense of freedom,
Chained to memories of destruction.
But you give light to my eyes, like soft roses in full bloom,
As I open up to the warmth of your sunshine, in our bedroom,
Vivid, elation, caressing each other's bodies, so fine,
Like drinking the best of vintage wine,
We bring up the past and dissolve it,
With our love that carries us to the here and now,
Pushing us forward into our destiny of hope, that is our vow,
With our truth on display, we conjure up plenty of fun,
We are not lost anymore in a desert of scorching sun,
We live now in a green, fertile valley, cushioned by the mountains,
Crushing barriers, our freedom is our enlightened eyes, we have won,
We have fought with love laced with care,
As we embrace the mellow sun.
Mellow indeed! This poem glows with a beautiful light!
sun is the source of light and energy on our planets not only our love peace joys and sorrows are also bestowed by this mighty star. the glory of sun is nicely crafted. Thanks for share.
Lovely lines that are loaded with love and pregnant with passion. Beautiful progression shines with spendor sun. We are not lost anymore in a desert of scorching sun We embrace the mellow sun... Well done my friend!
Beautiful poem filled with passion. Positive ending with beautiful lines... We have fought with love laced with care, As we embrace the mellow sun....Very positive message this poem conveys, there is light at the end of tunnel..Loved reading each lines....
WOW beautiful poem Hazel full of love and passion everything a poem should be
With all of that pain there was light at the end of the tunnel, beautifully expressed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a mellow sun thou art? Hazel, you have drawn the picture of a handsome and compassionate sun who is unfamiliar to us in these regions at these times.... Well written.