Treasure Island

Thomas Vaughan Jones


A Celestial Fantasy.


An Angel cried beside my bed last night.
I held her face and wiped away a tear,
I opened up my arms and held her tight,
and never dreamed that Paradise was near.
Her perfect form, her first sweet earthbound kiss
creating such exotic harmony.
Ethereal enchantment gave such bliss
that Heaven opened wide its gates to me.

Warm is the love that mends this aching heart.
Impassioned fires that make my body whole!
Begin the dance and let Love's music start
and weave your web around my long lost soul.

For I am you, and you, Sweet Love, are me;
Entwined together in our Poetry.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Edited: Thursday, February 06, 2014

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This is really a desperate sonnet for a dying wife who also loved poetry.

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  • Khairul Ahsan (2/12/2014 8:25:00 PM)

    This is a beautiful poem. The last two stanzas are simply superb!
    Thanks for the note. I appreciate your efforts to write this beautiful sonnet for your poetry loving wife. (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (2/11/2014 5:37:00 PM)

    ............so lovely and such a beautiful write...thanks for the poet's notes they leave me with a sad feeling....but also a happy feeling cause you write her this beautiful poem.... (Report) Reply

  • Mervyn Graham (2/6/2014 12:00:00 PM)

    I wonder at the story (if there is one) behind these words... I just feel there has to be. What a lovely experience reading this Tom, thanks for pointing it out. (Report) Reply

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