- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Until we meet
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Until we meet
My nights will be a little colder
My days a little shorter
My heart will beat a little less rapid
Until we meet
I know that my arms will be empty
My mind hurting from the constant thought of you
Minutes will seem to be hours
Hours will seem to be months
While months will seem like eternity
Until we meet
The stars in the sky will not affect me
with its gleaming sparkles of life
Until I am gazing at them in your arms
And the food that I eat will not be as fulfilling and nourishing
Until it is you that I share my food with
And Until we meet
I will not feel whole
My world will seem incomplete
Until that wonderful day
When our eyes make first contact
And our bodies and souls collide in blissful whirlwind
The words will roll off my tongue like a sweet love song
"Hello, my love, I couldn't wait to meet you."
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 16 years ago*SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*
sackover 18 years agoI suppose some of your word choices border on cliche, but the emotion appears intact, and that's all that matters in a poem such as this!
LadyCibellealmost 20 years agoAuthorLoll yeah WickedEve I really do get your drift and I thank you for the help you're trying to give me. I might not be the best poet on Earth but I'm trying to improve and it's with caring help like yours that I'll be able to do so.
LadyC.
ps: The jam/ghost was YOUR idea so please use it as you will :)))
WickedEvealmost 20 years agoNice poem and I understand where you're coming from. But I bet it could be even better if you personalized it a bit more.
For example:
Until we meet
My nights will be a little colder
My days a little shorter
How about:
Until we meet
my saffron quilt will thin
during night that falls in light.
There are endless possibilities:
The cream will fade from my coffee,
vanish through spring trap bottom
until we meet.
My sweet jams taste ghostly,
morsels lingering lost on buds
until we meet.
Okay, the jam/ghost line is odd. lol
But you get the idea. :)
I may have to use a few of those lines I just came up with!
