The Day Will Come

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You’ll come to me one day and beg for love Reminding me of heights we reached above The dreams we shared and love we made so right And how our passion burned till morning light The day will come when you will need my bed A haven was it then for weary head You’ll come to me and beg to be led there Where not just bodies but our souls lay bare The day will come when you will ask of me to take you back and give you constancy You’ll beg of me to love you like before But you don’t know, the lock is on the door You laid me low, you broke me, and I died The one who loved you, does not here abide

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/27/2015 8:10:00 AM

That is so sweet of FJ.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/27/2015 4:07:00 PM

She's the best. :)

Shane Cooper

Date: 2/26/2015 10:22:00 PM

my dear friend, your heart and soul have so much passion and love to share, do not try to dam a great river, instead find the man strong enough to swim in the current and will never drown. all my love my Enchantress. Shane xxx

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/27/2015 4:09:00 PM

:) Lovely comment, Shane....Ah, women have it tough in life. They have to always be demure, coy, and......MYSTERIOUS to keep their men. It's sad. I'm more of a...drench you in love...kind of woman. I do advise my daughter to be careful in this area. I may be wrong, but giving heart and soul will only lead to pain...Thanks for the comments, dear. Hugs

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/26/2015 9:30:00 AM

Wow, even more powerful than the picture!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/26/2015 10:00:00 PM

:) Thanks, Richard. I must say....I do love searching for pics to fit my poems. The best feature of being a Premium Member. You wouldn't believe it....FJ renewed my membership gain. I owe that woman so much. I couldn't do it from over here....I'm so glad. She's amazing. Wish she'd come back. Hugs

Shane Cooper

Date: 2/26/2015 1:52:00 AM

A hard poem my Aphrodite, but so well written as I have come to expect from you. Truth? A door closed? Satisfaction in seeing your lover break as he broke you? And a poignant last sentence that has a finality that will not brook denial. " The one who loved you, does not here abide." you my sweet are a challenge to understand your contradictions, you are the quintisential woman. Love Shane xxx

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/26/2015 10:06:00 PM

My confidence comes from knowing.....no woman can be as giving in her love....I will smile in the end....

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/26/2015 10:04:00 PM

Yes, Shane....I guess I'm full of contradictions...but one rule holds true....I give to the one who loves me unconditionally. Where there is doubt...love holds back. It's sad, but I'm learning to hold back my affection. It's so against my nature. I tend to pour my love out in torrents, but people get drowned in torrents, so....perhaps trickles will do. Better stay away from a love that is going to kill you in the end. Thanks for calling me Aphrodite. :) A woman can't hear words like that enough times. Bless you....Hugs