A shy and virgin heart
I learned of love while just a boy
Young, naïve and blind of love
Suddenly awakened to that joy
Without reserve I tread this new ground
Clueless where it might take me
But I without hesitation
Followed wholeheartedly
Her name of Sharon
The kiss of Heaven upon my lips
Never before had I known
Anything to enthrall me like this
So, I put my heart
In the hands of love
A precarious move, maybe
Trusting Cupid’s stars above
Even so, something inside me
Told me to follow this quest
It may be a thorn tree in the garden
To be in her heart more than a guest
So now many years later
She’s still Queen of my heart
And I without regret
My Angel of Love from the start
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Comments5
I feel that and that makes it perfect.
Thank you Bobby O for the read and compliment.
Dig!
A fine write AP.
Orchi my good man, thank you for your confidence in my penned offering. Please, no singing. 🤣
"My Angel of Love" is a sincere and romantic portrayal of the experience of falling in love at a young age and trusting in the power of love to guide one's journey.
Thank you M for your spot on understanding of my poem. I never questioned the force driving me to follow that light of love. I have wondered why I was chosen for this gift, but never out of regret.
Great emoting and still young at heart-thanks for sharing, dear sir.
Thank you Parisab for reading and your complimenting comment. 😉
Do you know what my fine literary friend, I could feel this coming as soon as I thought about turning the last page .. How lucky is she to be loved in such a way and for so long .. Oh and what a fitting theme tune you have pinned here too .. 'thorn tree' by Derek and the Dominos could not be bested for one who was gifted with either the name Sharon or Rose or indeed Sharon Rose like one of my own past but often remembered loves was ... Neville
Thanks N. I often wonder how she remembers me, hopefully with a smile of fondness. But I guess I'll not know until we're both in Heaven. I hope your own past love remembers you as well. 🌹
Hello again mate, I think I mentioned before that my own Sharon Rose .. yep that is her real name emigrated to the US many years ago now and is I believe, quite a successful businesswoman .. I doubt whether she now ever thinks of me .. but it would be nice to think she might once in a while at least, as I do her .......... 🥀🌹🥀
Oh, I'm quite certain she remembers you N. 😉
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