Bright Luv Poem by Princewill Thompson

Bright Luv



Bright luv, if once I were vast as your heart,
Or once were unchanging as your love's art,
Not bound in needless guilt from day to day,
Not jinxed in compelling life march to may.
And as an on-looker watching fair men,
Or as sharpened spears striking as my pen,
Be not for one purpose- solely be felt,
And when left unused as ice does so melt.
But my perfumed art worships at your thigh,
Pillow'd upon your true love's ripening nigh,
So that living through you I never fret,
Never- or else forever sleep in death.

Wednesday, November 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Philip Aragba 22 November 2018

Great use of words

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Philip Aragba 22 November 2018

Great use of words

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Anugo J Edoka 21 November 2018

Nice I think this is nice

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