How I long to touch yr lips.
As the cool wind brush against my tears,
I sit on this bench counting the hours until you return
But it's useless to think you still yearn for me
As the memories of yr kiss overshadows my judgement,
The snow is beginning to fall
Though, vicious, I continue to wait,
Until it became too cold to expect yr arrival
I must go home and try tomorrow
Hoping the sun will come with you.
Beautiful song of love and longing. Exquisitely created, LeeAnn.5 *s
Brilliant. You have depicted the pain of long waiting for the warmth of love
I sit on this bench counting the hours until you return But it's useless to think you still yearn for me As the memories of yr kiss overshadows my judgement....wonderful.
A beautiful poem of love so lovingly and tenderly expressed. Great imagery and wonderful poetic expressions. Top Marks!
Today this poem is ranked #55. Congratulations, LeeAnn
Revisited today. Just say, Love is like that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Congratulations, LeeAnn. Within just two days of publishing, this poem finds a place among the top 100 member poems. I hope it would reach the topmost ranking within no time. Congratulations once again.