Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 24,003 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Blissful Beauty, Personified - Poem by Mark Heathcote

I thought I heard your heart beating
Like a hummingbird, tell me
My love was I wrong, listening...
Was I wrong in melting like ghee?

For honey, your flower puts aside
For one just as, voracious as me.
Paradise can't be quantified...
Like flowers visited by a bee.

True love is an amber-locket:
That preserves its contents always
Like, love written in a sonnet....
Your heart beats in pianofortes.

Trembles as newly lighted dew
How could anybody know I'd?
Fall so deep and so fast for you
Blissful beauty, personified

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  • (10/25/2015 11:31:00 PM)


    True love is an amber-locket,
    That preserves it's contents always
    Like love written in a sonnet..
    Your heart beats in pianofortes.
    Dear Mark Heathcote,
    I enjoyed the superb poem of yours and greatly appreciate the flight of imagery displayed in it. Thanks for sharing.10+++
    Regards.
    Ratnakar Mandlik
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 25, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2016


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