The Rapturous Power Of Love - Poem by Denis Martindale
I first beheld my sweetheart's face
And yet knew not her name,
But still I felt a state of grace,
The warmth of love's pure flame...
A sudden rush, intake of breath,
Because I realised,
That loneliness had died a death,
As I stood there surprised...
For there she was, with golden hair,
With smiling eyes so blue,
To me, the finest of the fair
And perfect through and through...
As if God-fashioned just for me,
A gift supreme, sublime,
My partner for eternity,
Beyond this life and time...
How could I make her comprehend
This miracle within,
This newfound love for this new friend,
If I, her heart, could win?
No precious pearls could quite express
The feelings that I felt,
Nor diamond ring show happiness
As this young heart would melt...
To hold her hand, her fingertips,
To gaze into her eyes,
To press my lips against her lips,
To share my heartfelt sighs,
To watch love blossom like the rose,
To see that love mature,
Such miracles God only knows...
Both now and evermore...
Denis Martindale, copyright, Easter Monday,2012.
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