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Still Seconds ( a Valentine )

Still Seconds ( A Valentine )

Chocolate box romance
Of ribbons and flowers
Wishes in poetical phrases
Letter and verse
Imprinted rhythmical beats of hearts
In soft sweet confessions
Underline Cupids children

But my love prowls
On feline soft paws
Its breath an engine
Its rhythm slow steaming
Waiting

Saint Valentines greatest lovers
In painted masks
Have struggled expressions
Too beautiful to defy descriptions
Of eternal Kings and Queens
In heavens love
Of Cherubim and Seraphim

But my love rages
In perfumed heat
Its still seconds it eats
Its constant deciphering of
Wanting

A full deluge could wax Shakespearean
With torrential emotion
Propound and profess 
Passions unceasing delirium
And so esteemed the grammatical invocations
Of loves powered obsessions
Would write unceasingly on

But my love irreversible
Stands helpless acceptance
Its distracted ecstatic if
Its intoxicated blood
Needing

And so I break upon a howling wind
Aching pours from my throat
A screaming name
Desperate tempest to a brooding sea
I stand helpless
In still seconds
Unable to contend
With love
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Winter Avatar
February 3, 2009 at 8:21 AM
Whoa Colin. Someone is missing out on a whole lot of loving! Such incredible emotion and passion! Swept away, blown away by such an incredible outpouring of..WOW. Yup, completely awesome. Love, Shar
Reynolds Avatar
February 3, 2009 at 2:55 AM
Holy tempest, Batman, this is a flood of love unrequited! I love waxing Shakespearian, it is one of my most favorie things to do. :) Loving this poem! Kristin
Torres Avatar
February 2, 2009 at 6:48 PM
Colin your words carry charm and passions. I miss reading your lovely poems. My father has been reading them but hasnt commented. He sends his regards. How are you? I hope you and your son are well. I am very busy. I must have done a million and one things. Still trying to recouperate. I will be on from time to time I think I have to persuade my significant other. I just comment on my favorites and you are one of them. I love that poem you did on Sid.
Ginn Avatar
February 2, 2009 at 4:14 PM
Yeah umm what she said., great writing
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