Open Poetry #39 |
A POEM WITH NO NAME |
James McInerney Member
since 2003-09-27
Posts 83 |
Upon my last breath may I be punished no more, If your love be that of a sword so strong and forgiving, Then let it strike my heart with a mortal blow. Alas worry not my dear, For no marks or scars will appear across my skin, Your beauty bestows no pain upon this body that lay before you, And contempt dare not dwell here. May your name be whispered upon my dying lips like that of dreams, Where beauty resides knowing loves true form, Admist heaven. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
James... it has been some time. Welcome home, Poet. |
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Emerald Isles New Member
since 2006-10-12
Posts 8Ireland,Ingonish Cove |
Whose words sing like that of a dove, calling out to the one love in spirit and song, to the one, only do these words belong? Loves Last Words..... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
a poignant beautiful love write |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
it dreams so sweetly James... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a gorgeous piece |
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