A longing heart

I have many dreams of

A love my heart is longing 

But never has it

Borne a face; now its your eyes 

That stare at me, your 

Lips that only whisper my name. 

Author's Note

I heard about a form of poetry called a 'Tanka', which has five lines with syllable count 5,7,5,7,7, and this is my attempt - unfortunately, I've miss-counted on a line or two but I've left it as it is. I'll be sure to check the syllable count more carefully next time.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

When the concept of love wears a face in your mind's eye, you have met "the one". Not familiar enough with the Japanese Tanka to tell you if this is a proper one, but I liked the poem. Lydi**

[R.M.C]

Thank you, I appreciate you reading my poem and leaving a review. I'm also pleased the meaning has been portrayed and understood.