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Into This Night For My Love I Went

Into this night for my love I went,
  for all its splendor and lush wines,
  and majestic tapestries that unfold;
  velvet sheens, sheets soft with each other...
  the world is lost to her heart held near,
  and the breath of her curious kisses...
 
It is this moon silver-rayed I pledge ---
  without her I cannot walk this world naked,
  raped of who I am ---
  but a thing to serve her,
  lest I roam this desolate landscape as a prodding ghost;
  a great fever of torrid emptiness...
  what is this which grips me?
  an ancient enemy ---
  but my friend it bestows a fearful kiss;
  between the twain I cannot choose...

Do I trust to give this heart of mine,
  into an untrustful night?
To lay all that I am at her feet? ---
  what a fragile flower my heart does sing ---
  wondrous things,
  though wild I do not know ---
  that which I love,
  fruitless ---
  I am less a thing than love,
  but does my heart tell me so?

She ---
  the greatest good,
  for it is without mine own love,
  she does give;
  that which none shall fulfill,
  I tear into this night,
  and its dark ---
  fearful of being unafraid,
  will it stay my doubt ---
  my heart for her to hold?

Into this night for my love I went,
  what comes, I do not know,
  what prevails in thine song of love for me ---
  for you my love I go,
  even unto the shadow of things
  (I need you so)
  what comes I do not know,

Into this night for my love I went...

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Funom Makama

Date: 9/27/2018 12:26:00 PM

Beautifully crafted. Well done. I truly enjoyed this.

Tobey Hill

Date: 7/19/2018 3:01:00 PM

Excellent write, well done...TAH

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 7/23/2018 8:45:00 PM

Many thanks Tobey;-)

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton

Date: 3/18/2018 10:22:00 PM

Woh....brother! What a hot quill you have. the steam is burning holes in the clean white pages. LOVE IT. In fact, adding it into my favourites.

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 3/19/2018 1:25:00 PM

A wolf.... A wolf is my familiar, apparently, when I was born the family terrier howled like a wolf for thirty minutes; I never thought of the personification, you are very astute poetess Leanne, thanks for the compliments and your very rare insight;-)

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
Date: 3/18/2018 10:25:00 PM

Sounds like the soft wolf tread and moan of a wolf to me.

Akkina Downing

Date: 3/17/2018 11:03:00 AM

What a romantic guy you are Keith. Enchanting read for sure I enjoyed very very much :)

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 3/18/2018 1:00:00 PM

Thanks Akkina, I am a 'hopeless' gentleman(lol);-)

Charlie Smith

Date: 3/16/2018 9:37:00 AM

Lovely work Keith, well done...

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 3/18/2018 12:59:00 PM

Thanks Charlie;-)

Silent One

Date: 3/16/2018 7:47:00 AM

Very romantic Keith, i do not think I have read this genre from you.. love the flow of this poem and the use of language.. You can't avoid love my friend, even with a broken heart, only love can cure it...

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 3/16/2018 7:51:00 AM

Thanks friend, I think you are right --- my first write on this genre, and you are right that only love can cure a broken heart;-)

Robert Lindley

Date: 3/15/2018 8:20:00 AM

Superb poetry from start to finish my friend.. Your words inspire me to write today. Perhaps even a romantic one instead of a dark one... This is a true gem!!! A fav...

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 3/15/2018 12:42:00 PM

But can we avoid love? Is it a decision? --- one just has to dive in and forget about toe-dipping your way there. I was expressing my fear of love, yet embracing it and allowing true love to shine through;-)

Keith O.J. Hunt
Date: 3/15/2018 12:41:00 PM

I'm glad you were inspired by this one Robert. This piece I would consider as a dark-romantic one; we don't know what will come with love, I know people who won't let it happen for fear of the consequences of giving your heart to another.