Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Timeless


Shall I compare thee to loving want
Raptured waves of lusting taunt
Think not of what has yet to be
Distant holds of sweet retreat
Joined by souls in kindered heat
Lest not enter conceiving thought
My soul has felt your tender touch
Left with wanting not for much
My journey has begun

2 comments:

David A. Bernard said...

I like this poem, beautiful words that come into my heart.

Paula's Poetry said...

David,
Thank you for your kind words.
I am glad you enjoyed this piece.


Paula