Remember?

when we were young and in love

Remember...

You want love, or do not want to be loved,

     To remain alone, or not to be.

For what is in the heart 

     is only the matter of this question.

As to our minds, and our bodies joined,

     our souls dance as flames flickering in the night.

Our passion, is it just through the light?

     On my lips, do I not taste your kisses?

In my bowels, do I not burn?

     For what is in your power, is it not in your hour?

Is my yield of my faith my fallen crush upon you?

     Your beauty weakens me...

...and does it not test my being,

     as your eyes, they light me up?

Author's Note

To Heidi

Reviews

[Neon]

Ha! Nice one!
Lovely poem, your stuffs always remind me my stuffs. It's a very gratifying poem where a reader can watch a film through the eyes of blinded love putting the all things aside by. The pic. of tracks's very beautiful.
Yeah, your new stuffs're really very powerful n enjoyable reading. It refreshes my mind.

[Ars Goetia Poetry]

Really nice poem. Love the pic, I find such solitude in places like this :)

[ferousfinite]

In this Photo, these tracks are THE tracks that She and I walked up and down when we were kids... good times and such a lifetime ago! The photo is by my sister-in-law {Redeye Photography}

[MsJewel]

So beautifully soft and romantic. I love romantic poetry and this is lovely!

:) Julie

[ferousfinite]

Awe Thanks =)

[ferousfinite]

Thank you for the lovely compliments... I will continue pursuing excellence =D

[Scott Metro]

Very nice old world wordings ...
Heidi should be thankful for this tribute of love..

Enjoyed it.
Scott

[ferousfinite]

Thanks Scott =) (she wasn't thankful =/)

[Scott Metro]

Sorry to hear that...push on my friend...
Scott

[ferousfinite]

lol........................

[Ren Grace]

Amazingly written piece :)

[ferousfinite]

Thank you for the recognition.

[Sami Khalil]

This was a worthy poem for Heidi. Asks the right questions and answers them splendidly...A wonderful poem...:)................

[ferousfinite]

Thank you my friend

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).......................

[ferousfinite]

The Petrarchan sonnet characteristically treats its theme in two parts. The first eight lines, the octave, state a problem, ask a question, or express an emotional tension. The last six lines, the sestet, resolve the problem, answer the question, or relieve the tension. The octave is rhymed abbaabba. The rhyme scheme of the sestet varies; it may be cdecde, cdccdc, or cdedce. The Petrarchan sonnet became a major influence on European poetry. It soon became naturalized in Spain, Portugal, and France and was introduced to Poland, whence it spread to other Slavic literatures.

[Ars Goetia Poetry]

You have taught me so much, thank you.

[ferousfinite]

In this piece, I have depicted a memory which changed my life forever. I am using a strict 16th century format... suitable for the circumstance.