What did I tell you about loving me -
I said it would just bring you pain;
But here you are, your heart in your hand,
Offering it to me once again
Dear gentle soul, take your heart and go home,
Why are you wasting your time?
The flowers of love - they bloom only once,
And my flowers lay dying on the vine
Like the woman who looks out toward the sea
Watching her love sail away,
My tears flow easily, loneliness runs deep,
There is no comfort for me this day
Thank you, dear friend, for offering your love,
But today, to this chain I am bound;
Perhaps in some season that is yet to come,
It may unclasp and fall to the ground
And maybe someday we'll chance to meet,
And if your heart is still in your hand,
I may take it from you, placing it on my heart,
Then I'll smile - and you'll understand
beautiful writing. good imagery Many flowers bloom in love.
wow! ! thats a great ink.the sort of poem i like to read and write.awesome! ! !
I had to read the poem more than once, so gripping it is! Each line took my breath away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lay/lie.........again! right? am i correct or what? i'll bet ya an ice cream cone (ice cream is extra) . favorite lines: I may take it from you, placing it on my heart, Then I'll smile - and you'll understand.........................at least you'll consider the possibilities! ! ! ! don't forget to wear a surgical glove. bri ;) to MyPoemList