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
- A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books by Robert Frost
- Шекспир – Я лью потоки горьких слез – Сонет 44
- Ballade Of Roulette poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Despairing Cries. by Walt Whitman
- Reading Moby-Dick at 30,000 Feet by Tony Hoagland
- The Drunken Fisherman by Robert Lowell
- Fragment on Sensibility by Robert Burns
- black_on_black.html
- Spenserian Stanza. Written At The Close Of Canto II, Book V, Of “The Faerie Queene” poem – John Keats poems
- Three Songs Of Zahir U Din
- English Poetry. Katharine Tynan. A Woman Commends Her Little Son. Кэтрин Тайнен.
- Masks poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Pride and Fury by Mahmoud Darwish
- As if a Phantom Caress’d Me. by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: Logan Braes:
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).
