Log in

No account? Create an account
entries friends calendar profile Previous Previous Next Next
Encounter. - the period of cosmography
I haven’t seen you since we met one day
Still almost children, in a secret garden.
We bloomed together in a strange new way
And swore to Love our hearts would never harden.

I never found back to that glade again,
To rest upon your breasts and breathe your kiss.
But not a single day has dawned since then
In which I didn’t think of you with bliss.

I know not how you were returned to me,
But if we stay together through the night
And cast again the spell of sweat and glee,
We won’t be torn apart by dawn’s cold light.

I woke alone this morning and wept tears
As I have wept each morning all these years.
3 comments or Leave a comment
juggzy From: juggzy Date: January 23rd, 2008 07:36 pm (UTC) (Link)
I really like this. It makes me have a lump in my throat. It speaks to me, or rather it describes something I experience.
anselmo_b From: anselmo_b Date: January 24th, 2008 06:56 am (UTC) (Link)
Thank you Juggzy, it's very rewarding to know that the poem works for you too. Of course I also have to say that I am sorry, not that it gives you a lump in the throat, but that you have occasion to be thus affected. But then it is a sad poem anyway.
From: (Anonymous) Date: January 25th, 2008 10:03 am (UTC) (Link)
Hi Anselmo,

a really beautiful poem. Of course it's sad, but I like it nevertheless.

See ya

3 comments or Leave a comment