Where your troubled seas pulse with the trouble of comings storms, think of the wild tenderness in my eyes fixed upon your soul
the incandescent bliss glimmer of fervent touch
sating you whole
Sweet sleep
fire low
let Cupid shoot you tenderly; her glistening arrow
I love this. This phrase particularly stood out “think of the wild tenderness in my eyes “
Thank you Caitlin! 🙂🙏🙏🤗
I love that Cupid here is a ‘her.’ You have so many lovely phrases in this poem. I especially liked ‘troubled seas pulse’ and ‘her glistening arrow.’
appreciation galore 🙏🙏🙂
I too like the phrase “wild tenderness”. There’s power, passion and peace in this poem. Good one!
Thanks Mildred!!
I absolutely adore every single thing about this poem. Your word choice, placement, and overall message is inspiring. I love how short and sweet it is. Sometimes less is more. I also enjoy the way you said “sweet sleep” and “fire low”
🙈 Thank you!
Your poem begins with troubled seas and yet I found it calming. Good job!
Thank you Linda!!
This poem does such a great job of balancing evocative bordering on violent language with sweet, tender language. I think the interplay of the two really manages to evoke a sense of the various energies at play in romance. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks for reading and appreciating!!
I enjoyed this one…..
Thanks Lydia!
I loved this line ‘think of the wild tenderness in my eyes fixed upon your soul’ it captured the essence of your intentions.
Thank you Janice!!
How to melt my heart! The way you put the words together is credibly romantic.
Thank you Danielle!!!!🤗