- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Love Song
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A very poor rendering of a poem in Urdu someone once lent and translated for me. I have tried to add my own rendition of that thought. The premise is not original, but the words come from my heart and are original and devoted to Erika, like I am.
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Everyone is able to love in life, nothing new there,
I will love you, my life, through eternity.
It was only when I found you that I realised
That my life is too short to love you as you should be loved.
What little right my short lived breath has on my life,
I have reserved that last dying breath for you.
I will live for you, die for you,
I will love you, my life, through eternity.
I have ensconced you, like a drumbeat, in my heart
To make a symphony of my emotions for you,
For how can I even think of separating from you
When I have stolen you for me from fate itself?
I will be the protector of our love, my love,
I will love you, my life, through eternity.
Your every footfall lights lanterns in my mind,
When I see you, I see magic in the air.
When I touch you, sense you, scent you,
I sense and scent you in myself for hours.
You are the wellspring of spring, my love,
I will love you, my life, through eternity.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 10 years agoI have read your words over and over. You may not have written the original poem. No matter, the words are from your heart, the premise to the woman you love is from your heart. I can feel the love you have for Erika, in every word, on every line.
Thank You, for sharing your beautiful words.
Lynda.
(PS)
Ally, I am so jealous of you, and the beautiful way you can express your feelings, thoughts and emotions with words.
With your words you have described, the way I feel about Nichelle. All the things I would like to be able to tell her.
Not that I'm shy, I tell Nichelle, that I love her all the time. It's when I try to express my feelings, by writing something pretty for her. After writing I love you, the rest of my love poem to Nichelle, reads like a fucking grocery list.
Not beautiful like between, You and Erika.
I hope that you return and read this. Because this isn't from, "submissivepussylicker, lynda."
This is from, Me _ Lynda.
And Girls, Hugs and Kisses to the both of you.
passionfever2almost 13 years agoAlly, what a beautiful poem. It shows how u truly feel and I agred with delicious thoughts.Erika must be some woman and i am jealous. I want someone like her to inspire me the way she had you.
allyliterallyalmost 13 years agoAuthorIf a beautiful person and a beautiful writer like you says it is beautiful, I must be doing something right.
Thank you.
deliciousthoughtsalmost 13 years agobeautiful, Ally, just beautiful.
Erika really must be an inspiring woman.
Lucky her. And lucky you.
kisses...
