- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Completion
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Click hereIt is a word.
It is a thought.
Nothing comes to mind.
Pain.
Sacrifice.
A trust between the trusted.
A bond between the bonded.
Hurt.
Joy.
Completion of two souls.
Can’t be seen.
Can’t be held.
But can be felt by those who feel.
Colours. Bright crimson, soft pinks,
Tangible and ethereal.
Overwhelming yet takes it place
With serenity.
Free to all.
Unlimited, timeless, it shines
A bright beacon that draws
Even the darkest of the dark
And the weary from their slumber
To it.
An endearment.
A word, indeed.
Different to those who meet it
But in meeting it, they become one.
It knows no bounds, stretches its hand
Far across, it touches all.
Shouted from the highest peaks
And whispered, caressing silence.
It is neither a possession, nor is it
To be awarded to the victor.
No, it is given, of free mind,
Free body, free soul.
Blessed are they who cherish LOVE,
Which makes two halves a whole.
- COMMENTS
Safe_Betover 15 years agoThis is a REALLY excellent poem. Everything works, everything "fits". Deep curtseys.
