Feelings.

 

 

Feelings.

 

Unsettled my sleep,
yet were I with thee
each night would be
bedded in sated need.

 

Uneasy my soul,
yet were I to hold
thee as mine alone
would feelings unfold.

 

Unrested my mind,
yet were I now thine
on fire would be night
while we Paradise find.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

While I recognize this to be a gracefully-stated message of interest, I also must confess I do not like reading poems written in that "flip-flop-verb-subject" Elizabethan style. It sounds hoity-toity to me (altho most people consider this to be how poetry sounds). As you might realize, I'm more of a down-home crude blunt corny funny stylist! *wink! wink!* Here's hoping you & yours are safe & healthy these holidays (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

These words might easily be a single stand alone love poem of immense tenderness and longing ... or indeed three shorter but no less emotionally charged little cameos ..... simply super Fay :)

[Fay Slimm]

Greatly appreciated your review and assessment of Feelings -- glad too your enjoyed the read my friend..............x