Sunday, June 7, 2009

SUNDAY IS FOR POETRY: In The Mystery of Love



I begin cautiously

Stepping through the fog

Clinging to your faint call,

I know you're out there somewhere.


Listening,

Drawn to your voice

Nearer, clearer

Our attraction inevitable and on course.


In the mystery of love

More one we would never be

More dear could we ever be

No sweeter would the moment feel.


Destiny trembled

Shattering the spell

Hearts toppling

And all the king's horses

And all the king's men

Couldn't put us back together again.



10 comments:

Janeen said...

Sharing the love... happy Sunday, have a great day!

Mama Zen said...

Beautiful!

Hello Mary Lou said...

I loved this! Enjoy your Sunday!

i beati said...

ooh feel it
v words??

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

Thank you, all! There are moments when waves of love past engulf me!

Tammy said...

Oh that's beautiful Petra!

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petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

Merci, mon ami! :))

Lavinia said...

Wow. A powerful lament on love.

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

Lavinia: You hit it on the nail!

Chandini Santosh said...

Love is a mystery alright!