In you a gentle beauty I do see.
You are my friend, but down deep in my heart
I celebrate your heart so silently.
Then I think of our eyes as pretty art
For in your letters of much honesty
I read their words as if I were a boy
Who wants to say with tears an cheerfully,
“Bring me my girl, I want to dance with joy.”
So you can see my seeing you is pure.
I have you as water clean, fresh, and divine,
But there is something I have not for sure;
If after this your wish is to be mine.
Your soul,yes, gladly gives her breath away
With every coming of the dawn of day.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Calm is all Nature as a Resting Wheel. by William Wordsworth
- June Dreams, In January by Sidney Lanier
- Robert Burns: Pretty Peg:
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Бездна
- Ages and Ages, Returning at Intervals. by Walt Whitman
- Федор Сваровский – Пришельцы убили всех
- It’s Beautiful to See Through the Eyes of the Sky by Walter William Safar
- In A Restaurant by Sara Teasdale
- Владимир Маяковский – С Польшей мир… (РОСТА №423)
- Sonnet XI. On First Looking Into Chapman’s Homer poem – John Keats poems
- Николай Карамзин – Луизе в день ее рождения 13 генваря, при вручении ей подарка
- Олег Бундур – Я не плачу
- Frogs Eat Butterflies, Snakes Eat Frogs, Hogs Eat Snakes, Men Eat Hogs by Wallace Stevens
- A Mesh by Shahida Latif
- Вера Звягинцева – Пойдёте пешком на кладбище
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
