Eryngo

Cruel spark - to ignite me so.

Hidden in her eye, waiting 'til my need

Would no longer be ignored.

Why me?  Why now?

I haven't love left in me

such as she deserves.

What trick is this - of flattery or isolation,

That lets me dare what

Shall Not Be

for me.

Yet, pictures in my head haven't faded

The scent of her body fills me still

The taste of her lips calls me onward

How do I say what may be

better left unsaid?

I know.

I'm a fool for even thinking it -

"Leave well enough alone."

My diet is so rigid

- But  -

Potential Tastes So Sweet.

Reviews

[Kitty]

A very enjoyable read! You've done a great job with this poem!

Josie

P.S Good luck in my contest =)

[Leah Simone]

It reads as if fate has finally decided to bless you with that ultimate love - now that you are too drained to water it properly - how cruel. I love the idea of potential being the sweetest of all - I think that is true. Great job with this poem - I will have to read more of your work - I like it.

[Michael X]

My diet is so rigid
- But -
Potential Tastes So Sweet"


finished thoughts cuts like precision, barry, ending added such a magnificent
touch, the sparkle in a womans eyes is enough to catch a man's heart on fire,
this is an excellent romantical conecept, metaphorically draws the reader to ponder, mike

[Legion]

Yes, it does. Great poem. The longing and wanting in this is exceptional. Well written.