unfulfilled love - unrequited love - love relinquished - life unlived...

we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - we'll share our stories of love around the campfire - come along -

poetry from the heart...

POETRY FROM THE HEART - my own words dedicated to all the words left unspoken, the acts left undone - the love unlived unfulfilled -

i dance with you...only in dreams...

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Sunday, May 30, 2010

where few may go...

do not think me
oh so sad
do not believe it
was all bad

no - do not think it so
for i have been where few may go
i have touched the pure white snow
i have seen the mountain’s glow
do not think me satan-sent
do not believe that i repent
no - do not think it true
for i have been where cupids flew
i have touched love’s golden gates
i have felt the hands of eros quake
where love’s grace did on me bestow
like luscious absinthe spread below
for i have been loved true
i live anew


Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Whew! What imagery.

Dulce said...

Maybe I was there as well...Once. but I already forgot. Now need a new anew experience, more eagerly after reading this lovely, sensual, passionate piece, Lady!

Gemel said...

Wow :-)

I have missed your writing, glad I am back to enjoy it again x


oh, thanks so much, trish!


you know, we are so lucky to have been there at all, even once, aren't we dulce!


wonderful to have you back, too, gemel! missed your visits! come again soon, lady!

Calli said...

This too is like a dance...beautifully lyrical, lady!


well, the dance of love is what it is, isn't it, calli!!! ;)