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How Could You Know

How could you know? How could you possibly understand? My heart yearns… My heart burns… Famished and fainting Waiting…. For a glance For a word Written by your hand No, you can’t understand How could you? Intensity is unknown to you Emotions so raw So demanding Emption so deep That it could swallow The Mariana Trench And not be satisfied How could you understand? Ah…what’s the use? As much as I want you To the same degree Of mad obsession… I pity you…. For what is life Without being lost Crushed and tossed In the tempestuous sea Your breath knocked out Your body dipped and churning In the liquid ecstasy Of realized fantasy! How could you understand? These surges These relentless urges The pulling and tugging The coaxing to swell Of the moon of my heart On the tide of your body? For I cannot reveal What I feel How could you know? I pity you… Yes, and yet I adore you I could crash over you Render you senseless I could please you Make you breathless I could possess you Make you defenseless Once you've tasted me I guarantee You’ll give up here and now And fast forward to eternity How could you understand? How could you possibly know? My love’s constant flow The passion I cannot show How…oh how could you know! Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Timothy Hicks

Date: 6/21/2013 12:41:00 AM

Not entirely sure what Drake means by subtle. It seemed quite passionate to me! This just goes to show that our own personal bubbles gotta be popped now and then. So that we may KNOW even if in the smallest ways... powerful is a word that comes to mind when i read this.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/21/2013 1:52:00 AM

Powerful is good. I like powerful! I'm POWER MAD!!! Naw...just teasing. I think Drake wasn't referring to the passion of the poem, but rather to the inspiration behind it....We never can really know what inspired a poet though we can guess at the inner meanings. People often tried to relate Shakespeare's work to specific events in his life...but you can never be absolutely sure the person it refers to, yea...I'm Shakespeare. HA HA!

Arthur Vaso

Date: 6/20/2013 9:39:00 PM

I am starting to think people are stealing my "wows" LOL loved it

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/21/2013 1:48:00 AM

Steal them back, is what I say! Thanks for the visit, Arthur! :) Hope all is well!

Poet Tacito

Date: 6/17/2013 2:22:00 PM

You're so.......subtle. ;-) This was a tremendous declaration!!!!!!!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/18/2013 2:09:00 AM

Drake...whatever do you mean? ;) Thanks for the visit and post! :)

Painted Hunter

Date: 6/17/2013 12:31:00 PM

Wowza!...You are red-hot, Eileen. That kind of passion could kill a man....;) Love the poem!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 12:48:00 PM

:) Oh Caleb....what a sweet post! :) Hugs!

Heather Ober

Date: 6/17/2013 8:49:00 AM

My, my! The passion here is INTENSE! I'm imagining your pen catching on fire as you wrote this one! Fabulous write, my friend :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 9:56:00 AM

Heather....pretty AND smart. Boy...aren't you the fortunate one! ;) Hugs sweetie! Thanks for the visit!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/17/2013 7:40:00 AM

Good morning Eileen. Hugs Rick

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 9:56:00 AM

It's afternoon here, Richard! Right back at ya! Thanks for the greeting. Brought me a smile.

Richard D Seal

Date: 6/16/2013 8:27:00 AM

If he doesn't know he must be stupid lol. Tell me his name and I'll have a word lol. Very intense write my little Desert Orchid, Another thought, maybe you're not trying hard enough lol. Take care, Richard

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/18/2013 2:10:00 AM

At least we aren't like men who are in a constant state of DENIAL......what say you to that, Mr Seal? ;) Ah....you must admit....I usually get the upper hand with you, don't I?

Richard D Seal
Date: 6/17/2013 10:14:00 AM

I am fine thank you Mrs Ghali. No I did not expect a confession. It's a well known fact women are in a constant state of innocence eeeeerrrrrrrrrr lol

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 9:59:00 AM

Mr Seal....How art thou??? Thanks for coming to my rescue....You are the sly one...trying to get me to confess, eh? No....a poem is a mystery....sweet and enigmatic! Thanks for the visit. :)

Nette Onclaud

Date: 6/16/2013 3:26:00 AM

wow.. an intense write with such beautifully worded plea...love the mystery of it all, eileen.. :) hugggs

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 10:00:00 AM

Thanks, Nette! Your visit brings me joy! :) Love the HUGGGGGGGSSSSSSS!

Kash Poet

Date: 6/16/2013 1:53:00 AM

Very passionate poem here Eileen!Enjoyed very much.Thanks for visiting my poem page.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 10:01:00 AM

My pleasure, Kash. You are an amazing poet!

Mustapha Mohammed

Date: 6/15/2013 10:56:00 PM

What soulful write Eileen.I like the emotions in this one.Well penned!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 10:02:00 AM

Thanks, Mustapha! Oh my...I get such a kick out of saying your name! :) Finally...I know a Mustapha.

Skat A

Date: 6/15/2013 5:29:00 PM

Thank you for taking me far in to your poem. how could they know? maybe you should stop hiding the love. and expose it. enjoyed. SKAT

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 10:05:00 AM

Thanks, my dear SKAT! Glad you took this little trip with me! Thanks for the advice!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/15/2013 3:39:00 PM

Very passionate indeed. The question mark on my response was suppose to be an exclamation mark. I can see how it would be confusing.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 10:06:00 AM

Yup....that's me...passionate indeed! ;) Thanks for the explanation. Glad to know!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/15/2013 2:48:00 PM

wow, very passionate and heart felt. Is it real? This unquenchable love? I used to feel this way for someone! long long ago. Love this.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/17/2013 9:55:00 AM

Andrea...thanks for the visit! :) Is it real???? Well, every poem has a bit of reality and a lot of imagination! :) Thanks for the visit, my dear. Hugs!

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 6/15/2013 11:34:00 AM

- Beautiful poem, Eileen - Love has many languages. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 6/15/2013 11:36:00 AM

Thanks, my sweet Anne Lise....Sometimes it is nice just to let imagination take you somewhere and let the words flow...That's what happened here. A simple thought and I embellished it! Thanks for the visit! Hugs!