Sunday, March 7, 2010
Every moment a watch, a panic in love
Poem by Marc Aupiais
Below the folds of your
skirt, or dress, I have
Taken refuge!
A beautiful dress on a beautiful
girl,
Yet hide me,
Hide me in your folds,
In your home I've
Taken refuge.
I look to you,
Your love sustains me!
I look within your heart!
but yet- hope it's entirely
Mine!
And from below your skirts,
Hiding- I observe the world!
And next to your feet,
I crawl!
I am absorbed into love,
I want no escape,
The bars I strengthen,
I dare not bend them!
And your voice is heaven,
Your absence like hell!
Your's are my chime and my bell,
And my comfort in pain!
And that is why I judge my fair dame!
For you are so much,
I fear becoming lame,
And some shame!
I judge you so,
For I love,
And though I trust,
I love!
Dad; Husband; Christian (Catholic); Irish. — News; Business; History; Civilizations; The Western World; Speech; Culture; Law. (Pronounced: Aw-Pea-Air.)
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment
No spam, junk, hate-speech, or anti-religion stuff, thank you. Also no libel, or defamation of character. Keep it clean, keep it honest. No trolling. Keep to the point. We look forward to your comments!