Michael Smith Poet Romanticism

Unto Gentle Love

Lady of the dawn
And angel of the eve
In twilight moments
Thou unfold your wings
Thus, become the one I need

Into nightless weaves 
Unto gentle love
Caress breathless 'neath
Morning songs in satin wreathes
Afterglows above

In essence passion paints
Thou lift me up
Higher than a mountain
Over heavens clouds
Further to spread thy wings

Away warfaring flying far 
Then to home thy bring
Hand in heart in hand
A man in angel arms
As all the world awakes

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Elizabeth Wesley March 23, 2012 at 4:18 PM This one catches me up into that romantic state you weave with such skill. Beautifully done! :)

Maureen Lefanue February 22, 2012 at 5:15 AM Thanks, Michael, for your kind comment re my poem. I enjoyed reading your Unto Gentle Love ~~very romantic. Cheers, Maureen

Anne-Lise Andresen February 19, 2012 at 4:24 PM This was a pleasant poem Michael,thank you. - oxox Anne-Lise

Poet Destroyer A February 19, 2012 at 11:51 AM this makes feel very light lovely verses you have penned here ~always p.d.