Poems of Timothy Honeycutt
|3.||As I Walk with you||12/31/2008|
|4.||as the sun sets||12/1/2009|
|8.||beauty is a treasure||3/5/2009|
|9.||beauty of a child||3/10/2009|
|10.||beauty of my eyes||9/1/2009|
|14.||child is a treasure||8/14/2009|
|15.||cradle to grave||6/9/2009|
|17.||demon of sleep||3/25/2009|
|18.||Drawn to you||7/8/2009|
|19.||dream of you||10/16/2009|
I am devastated by your beauty daily—
I wonder what God had in mind to torment men on this earth to look upon such beauty as yours on this earth.
Much like the forbidden flower of Eden so beautiful but so far from my reach.
I see the ghost of sympathy in men’s eyes when they look upon your beauty.
To not touch such beauty it like a garden among the summer sun with no rain to nourish it only to wither in the heat of the sun.
I understand you belong to another and are not meant for me.