My Beloved Eternally
weeping in the forsaken land of my desolated heart’s remains;
the wind blows, and gusts prevail,
I sense your essence in the breeze
emerging from the dust I was found
as the tempest rages in warm rains,
sounds of swift ivory doves cry out,
never cursed or full of deep blight;
fleeting into the ebon night; for our love loses not insight,
they know how our love does outshine with flickering light-
bound by love and affection"
my alleviation found in perfection-
I embrace you…you hold me tight
your genuine adoration still sustains
sweetheart, you are my perpetual connection,
for I am but a woman (*or man*) craving to be near you for all of eternity-
I knew the pain of loss and despair you carried with ease;
saturated in loneliness were you-
yet you stay with me, longing for my hopelessness to cease,
descending onto my grateful knees-
"a million fairytales tremble at us,
our merits might have not rejoiced thus
black ravens plague this existence,
intense obscurity of the calamity I faced before you attains-
and...
you strove pure and noble, feeling of hope, we remain
and I shall feel this pure affection or you, my beloved…eternally.
9/22/2019
Poetry Contest: Lu's Poem Switcha-roo
Sponsored by: Lu Loo
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our merits might have not rejoiced thus
you strove pure and noble, feeling of hope, we remain
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2019
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