One summer, I was loved with fire so fierce
By girl, whose smile, like Cupid’s barb did pierce
The endless aching of my broken heart
With sunlight she filled up each pining part!
She calmed the restless raging of my mind
And kissed with quiet breathing that did bind
The wounds within, where witch with wingless feet
Had savaged me and sifted me like wheat
This girl, with tresses blonde and eyes of fire
I’d longed for all my life with deep desire
She’d haunted me in sleepy, twilight dreams
Surrounded me with moon-lit golden gleams
She wooed me now with wide-eyed wonder wings
Soothed sorrowed soul, so somehow now it sings!
She held me in the hollow of her hand
She slept with me on snow-white silver sand
Yes, I was loved, and it was not a dream
It was a goddess by that sun-lit stream!
Who breathed me back to life from dusty death
By beauty that she breathed with ev’ry breath
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: for Lorraine, my first love, who in my twilight years returned to me
- Category: Love
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Comments1
You lucky lucky man. Your note and verse say so much.
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