shakespearean

my love burns line a sixteenth century cliche
brilliant in intensity, as a myriad of suns
keep a steady tenure, your hands clutching me
gaze long enough, so i may trap you closer
beauty shines, pouring from within
as waves crash, washing all, but you, away
heartbeat runs on a rythymn all it's own
sening my mind swirling, in the best of ways

Reviews

[J.S. Pua]

impressive..
awesome first line..
nicely done..
great write..

[BjH]

normall i would spit upon an american for using shakey's name
but i'll let it go just long enough to say
i like this poem
be cliched by not being cliched by being a cliche?
yes
well done you
benjamin

[Arthur Crow]

Fantastic! my fav read of the day so far.. so unique and very well crafted, your title pulled me in and your words kept me transfixed wanting more!

Bravo!

[Clockwork]

Clever and beautiful. This is my favorite line "my love burns line a sixteenth century cliche." Your references are refreshing. I also like your word choices.