Circular Love Sonnet Ring Poem by Eisenlord Karen

I’m going to love you dear, like ne’er before;
intoxicate you with a wine not known.
You’ll not be able; want to find the door,
my rich, sweet nectar; drink for evermore.
No drop or flow of nourished love to waste;
you’ll feel, you’ll touch, know all that is in me.
All sense will know of this delightful taste,
as body, soul and heart merge totally.
To pleasure you my darling, precious one,
will make you drunk with sweet inebriation.
I’ll satisfy from dawn to setting sun;
inside and out, you’ll swoon with new-found passion.
Olympic Gods; Moon's Archer, bless our union.
Artemis' love expressed; restored Orion!



You know what I first loved about you dear?
I think it was your kind and caring ways.
Coffee, fun walks, long talks; small things endear;
perhaps your smile and saying 'hi' each day.
You took the time to ask my state of mood;
a gentle person, kind; always respectful.
The warm affect; brown eyes, sweet ways you soothed;
my once sad heart felt wonder; full and gleeful.
It may have been the time that you first held me;
I can't forget the way that we made love.
Lips kissed and cherished tenderly, met gently;
you knelt before me, knight inside queen's cove.
As days go by, reasons I love grow more.
May angels bless our bliss forevermore.


When we're apart my dear, there's much I miss;
caress of hands on hips, passion's embrace.
Warm smiles at dawn, meals shared, sweet kiss of lips;
the sound of voice, warm eyes, your hair; kind face.
Your caring ways, dreams shared; a heart that hurts.
Vibrations met; our souls' notes' quiet hum.
My wish assured, real love's affection's word;
I live for times together; heartbeat runs.
Although the past has not been good to you;
unsure to trust, with history unfaithful.
A broken heart is hard to mend, it's true;
In time my love will show that it's most grateful.
I miss the way you notice little things;
our hearts will grow in all the gifts life brings.



I woke from sleep of death when first we kissed,
for warmth; the feel of you removed void's chill.
Throughout life's years we'll grow, the gods profess;
the golden light of inner peace, I will.
You are my strength, fond hopes in life dear one;
I only think to be with you again
To hold my soul in hand til life is done,
I'll be with you until breath's very end.
Mere skeleton was I before we met;
a love that blooms with such anticipation.
Your heart became my heart, your flesh, my flesh.
Let's not hold back from worlds' true liberation.
I’m going to love you dear, like ne’er before;
my rich, sweet nectar; drink for evermore



(c) 2015 By Karen L.G. Eisenlord