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
- Алексей Толстой – Ты жертва жизненных тревог
- Николай Глазков – Дремота обрела права
- The Warm and the Cold by Ted Hughes
- Sonnet To Homer poem – John Keats poems
- Омар Хайям – Что я дружу с вином, не отрицаю, нет
- Robert Burns: The Winter It Is Past:
- Top Benefits of Wearing Peridot Birthstone
- The Song poem – Andrei Voznesensky poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне скулы от досады сводит
- A Galloway Song poem – John Keats poems
- Poem poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Detached Living by P.J.Reed
- Couplet 5 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- Robert Burns: Hey, Ca’ Thro’ – Boat song:
- Crossroads by Suchi Gaur
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).
