Resten Swondo


The Beautiful - Poem by Resten Swondo

You are first in my thoughts
When I wake,
With every ray of light,
Every rustling of the breeze.
Your Beauty overpowers me,
I am drowned in the hope of you,
Your scent lingers in my thoughts
- Roses and rare fragrant oils -
Long after you are gone.
You are the serenest feeling,
A thought that defies
Words and language,
Tenderness in everything;
a feeling,
a memory or touch.
Nothing is owed,
But freely given.
When Death comes for me,
I shall be blessed with the
Immortal thoughts of
Your Beauty.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 31, 2010



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