A day Dream
In my minds eye you match the goddess Aphrodite,
And I envy a man who
sits facing you-any man whatever-
listening from close by to the sweetness of your
voice as you talk, Thinking of-
The-
The sweetness of your laughter: yes, that-I swear it-
sets the heart to shaking inside my breast, since
once I look at you for a moment, I can't
speak any longer,
but my tongue breaks down, and then all at once a
subtle fire races inside my skin, my
eyes can't see a thing and a whirring whistle
thrums at my hearing,
cold sweat covers me and a trembling takes
a hold of me all over: I'm greener than the
grass is and appear to myself to be little
short of dying.
And to think I’m only a few hours away from all these sensations
Just one touch and then if I survive the internal fire of desire
A gentle loving Kiss
A day dream, methinks, born of some experience? But lovely nonetheless. Interesting too, they way you've set out the poem, with a distinctive punctuation style - that serves I to believe, to create a slightly stilted delivery from the narrator who is so overcome with emotion that he must 'feel' for his words. A romantic read. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Thin, lovely and romantic poems which does not require comments... Sincerely, Tsira
Beautiful wistful write James, romantic and touching, 10 Lynda xxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ouch...this is some deep passion here...does the girl know? If she doesn't I think it's time to tell her.