You remain that one golden light
I lean towards
to keep demons of desperate fear
from eating my hope.
Reality bites the hand that dreams
as we reach towards another's heart,
a steady beating craving
which keeps us alive.
I want you.
I want you today
more than yesterday,
and nothing will devour that desire.
17/8/08
Its great being 'heart on sleeve girl', makes for lovely poems like this regards Tom
Super V this is super...Although you should have told me you going to post it, instead of me having to find it. a sure fire 10
Coming alive with your desires and longing is beautifully portrayed in this fine of writing, makes you feel alive reading it 10 Chris x
Lovely and touching write, 'tis nice to be wanted, more than yesterday This kind of love can't be beat - i would say! *10*! ! As always, a splendid read Viola! Friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Saint is right this is really good. I want you. I want you today more than yesterday, and nothing will devour that desire. it always works out that our desire its greater with time. good job. Becca