Happy Boy, Happy Girl

Mon, 10/26/2015 - 17:09 -- Grond1

A walk at evening with the girl I love,
To hold her hand and glide along.
My feet feel light as willow leaves,
Lifted by her mind at ease.

Slowly walking
Listen, watching
Colors soften
Kisses often
eyes brighten
Stresses lighten

Tender glances from dark pearls,
I would walk the entire world.
Stars, hinting fire-light first beams
The girl is something from a dream.
A pause, a kiss, a touch of her skin, silken cloth from golden spin
Heart filled, contented, love encompassed with piercing peace.
A walk in perfect silence, no need to speak.
She knows my thoughts, my heart unfolding,
My eyes tell her all, she, full of knowing.
I am hers, no other exists,
A lifes devotion, to love like this.

Future joy
Happy boy
Loving girl
She's my world
Loving me
Hope to be

Lifted, soaring, wing-ed bliss,
To love another such as this
Does she really understand,
The raging ardor that i have?
All the day I've yearned for touch
Anticipation, feelings gush.
Home again and content embrace
Her body warm, my fingers trace

Wanting, kissing
Love-fires hissing
She draws near
Want fulfilled
Toes curl
Happy girl.

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741