I loved you more than love allowed
Beyond the break of day
Into the wild and winding woods
Beside the ocean's spray
I felt your skin it pulled me in
And what else to compare
Then sweet to sleep in nestling warmth
And wake to find you there
And how to jar this labelled love
Preserve your nectar kiss
To sip and swallow should I thirst
On mornings such as this
To think your smile eclipsed the sun
I did not shade my eyes
So blinded by your buttered touch
Felt all too satisfied
I loved you more than love allowed
And braved the stinging pain
Of having known the depths of you
And what no more remains
No canning processes required! Yes, if only we could sip and swallow memories of special love. Or, maybe we can. Your sweet poem makes the day just a little brighter. Thanks for sharing Susan.
Lovely rhythm, good choice of words, makings of a great poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem on sad love penned with such a poetic perfection. loved you more than love allowed And braved the stinging pain Of having known the depths of you And what no more remains Lovely write. Thanks for the sharing. 10+++++