Take your time with your soft tone
And bitter sweet promise,
For your gentle tone claws
At my heart strings, time locks,
I've looked in your eyes
And I've searched through the wells,
Where the walls sink much deeper
Passed slippery rocks.
Can you reach with your hands
And take fear from my face,
The scents expose almost,
An invisible mask,
I've worn your lies willingly
And I've drowned, decomposed,
All my strength now abandoned,
My heart leaps to your grasp.
Love with remorse? Confliction? A poem that makes you think! ! Great job
Thank you George. I guess it's the thought that runs through many minds, should we try again? Is it worth it? Thank you for your comments George
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I would like to translate this poem
Hi sarah, Penetrating ideas/themes, gripping images, and finest rhythm. Marvelous write. Let me just quote: : : At my heart strings, time locks, : : I've looked in your eyes : : And I've searched through the wells, : : Where the walls sink much deeper: : Wow! ! A 100++++