To be in love
Is to touch with a lighter hand.
In yourself you stretch, you are well.
You look at things
Through his eyes.
A cardinal is red.
A sky is blue.
Suddenly you know he knows too.
He is not there but
You know you are tasting together
The winter, or a light spring weather.
His hand to take your hand is overmuch.
Too much to bear.
You cannot look in his eyes
Because your pulse must not say
What must not be said.
Shuts a door-
Is not there_
Your arms are water.
And you are free
With a ghastly freedom.
You are the beautiful half
Of a golden hurt.
You remember and covet his mouth
To touch, to whisper on.
Oh when to declare
Is certain Death!
Oh when to apprize
Is to mesmerize,
To see fall down, the Column of Gold,
Into the commonest ash.
These lines 'You are the beautiful half Of a golden hurt.' are truly magical symmetry of two lovers....
Lovely Piece, deep love, well described.
I love this true attest to Love and all the wonderful imagery you bring to great piece of poetry...true thoughts were shared and enjoyed.Wish U were still around to write more...may be now you are entertaining the Angels with your great works Gwendolyn...10/10 =Shelley=
I love this poem.....it is just how I feel about someone right now
Amazing poem. Really deep meaning changed my life 100%. Right choice to teach my students about it its not like they dont care
Poem is mid
my favorite from Gwendolyn Brooks
So very true, most brilliantly worded, a true fascinating truth, I like this very much! Congratulations on being chosen as The Modern Poem Of The Day!
A wonderful love poem that speaks so much truth!
I like the swing of the poet. It gives us a long look, and a brief shape to the aspect of being in love. The abstract cares are finally uplifting the poem’s enterprise, and unique glimpses are made on the beauty of the subject. It can release a passion, just as the matter itself can release excitement. Much of the poem strives for a natural appraisal of being in love, with a similitude that is perfect, and an ending so metaphorical.