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0 posted 2001-01-15 10:48 PM


Lovesick
By: Noah Eaton
1/15/01


Incarcerated in the pillory of desire, in chains and feet of clay
Inwrought in my heartstrings I am, marinated under passions tiger lily sun
I long to find a sign from my love, as I long to be loved
To be betokened with a signal, without drifting away, melting into lusts bay

She sways in all my dreams with beauty
She dances in my head as I daydream of her
Showered by a billow of affection, my mind melts, dizzy in amorousness
Gentle nail hammers into flooding heart, she’s always on my mind

Situated in the dunes of longing, harnessed in my dreams
Covered in the shawl of a parched throat, I reach for the sky
Swallowing my saliva in the high noon of my emotions,
I attach my fifth-wheel of faith to me as I march across hearts desert of lost love letters

I cross this wasteland on my hands and knees, fighting off the sandstorms of aspiration
I come across visions oasis, and I quench my throat with it’s pride
I look into the mirror of the oasis, remnants of my future love life gleam before my eyes
I look at her, thunderstruck with joy, watching as we make sweet love together

Coaxed in my great love for her, I watch as I hold her as she lays me down on a meadow
My lips locked with hers, soft and sweet, under a sand dollar moon in a crystal sky
I slowly drag my hands up her soft, warm waistline up to her shoulders, as she kisses my neck
Kissing, holding each other, melting together in the beautiful heat of loves passion

Tears of happiness fall from my moistened eyes into the water, watching as the ripples flow
Shadows and silhouettes of this love spin around my head as I watch the ripples spin faster and faster
I’m hypnotized as I melt into the eye of the cyclone, and I shake my head as I see I’m home again
I uncontrollably smiling knowing that it’s just a matter of time when I really do find this love

And it’s not bad feeling this way at all, as I realize it’s just a big part of the game of life
I just shan’t let myself get absorbed into my desires and ambitions, can’t worry about it
So I poussette on with my dreams, in awaiting of this love to tap my shoulder
As I run down fortunes aisle, sweating in lovesickness, but feel fine nevertheless…


© Copyright 2001 Nadia Lockheart - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2001-03-15 06:10 PM


Sigh...Noah, this should not have been neglected...This sort of reminded me of a thought I once penned about the irony of being in love called "bliss"---sometimes it does feel more like a sick madness. Let's send this one round again, okay?
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2 posted 2001-03-15 06:26 PM


Your so romantic. I'm sure you'll find your true love one day. Wonderful poem!

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