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Wed 7 Sep, 2005 06:46 pm
WHEN LOVE HAS NO PLEASURE
by Robert Davidson
Yours is the heartbeat I yearn to own
As I touch and lightly stroke your red-gold hair;
I almost feel the kiss of you upon my mouth,
But you push me aside, I stand in despair.
Who has loved has lived full measure,
Even tho' the wind sighs like a muted violin.
But when love has no pleasure
The tense strings throb no more.
One starlight night I thought to steal a kiss.
To bend your will to mine, my single goal;
But a waning moon stared icily down,
'Cause hurting you was like fighting my soul.
Who has loved has lived full measure,
Even tho' the wind sighs like a muted violin.
But when love has no pleasure
The tense strings throb no more.
Very nice - I like your poem.
Re: WHEN LOVE HAS NO PLEASURE
Its a very appropriate poem for me again, except that I wish
ROBERTDAVIDSON wrote:As I touch and lightly stroke your red-gold hair;
was talking about dark brown hair...that would personalise it for me...
Great comparison between the violin and love without pleasure. Nice poem
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