Slow creaking turns the door
With jealous care.
Night's dim shades implore
Naked walls laid bare
Two hearts in nimble lightning struck
A swelling deep below!
Fervour through their limbs instruct
Longing, ling'ring look bestow
These licentious passions burn.
No trifling feign'd or hushed
A searing flame of rising breast
Their near clos'd eyes confest.
Like trees, implanted deep in-ground
Love's bounty gain'd as one,
Thus firmly rooted it was found
Imputed charms undone.
Let ev'ning chime its tolls
When dapple morn arose
Delight comes to a shiv'ring pair
Renew'd by calm repose!
The heady wine of love, with tempest feast
The carol'd days of love ne'er ceased
Clad in no wealth or power,
Tenfold force in this precious hour
To freely share unbounded joy!
Caress both day and night, deploy
Rule, then, their hearts from dawn to dusk
Invoked by pure, entangling trust,
To reach to heights of love's inspire
And keep those hearts' enflam'd desire!
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Superb poem. Full of passion, and deft turns of phrase. No real problems I can see. Just matters of personal preference.
One example: "dapple" in "dapple morn" might be better as "dappl'd" and really, "dapple morn" might be better as "dappl'd dawn." The extra 'ds' might create a bit more rhythm and anticipation. Also, I'm not sure one can say morn 'arose'.
But these are mere trifles. I will certainly be taking a look at more of your stuff. (I'm so glad the author main pages show everyone's favorites. It makes the good stuff easier to find. Quality knows - one could even say begets, quality.)
Clad in no wealth or power,
Tenfold force in this precious hour
To freely share unbounded joy!
How true, and what a wonderful way to say love is priceless, among a million other thoughts conveyed in but a few short lines. :-) As Irina, I am held captive.