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Landscape
 
If the green in your hand
becames the red of my lips
could the ice melt
could the winter go?
 
You set your dark curly head in my lap
a soft whisper of a song
that escapes from your lips
turns the blue, and the white, and the brown
an only shape, an only flower, an only leaf
a unique whisper in two equal drops of water
 
When we set apart
will this trees remember the song
that softly flown from your lips?
will the water remember the shape
of our hands together
will the willow remember the embrace?
the soft kiss upon my sholder...
 
will we?

Romantically beautiful! The words of this poem flow together magnificently. Well done.

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Though this is not my work, it is one of my favorite poems.

ANNABEL LEE

Author: Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

You too are a Romantic one of my favorite poems of Edgar Allan Poe thanks for sharing

Early Stages
 
His pale soft blue eyes
Looked at me from across the room
Dressed in black, purely, simply
Gives a color to desire
 
Atraction is a merry-go-round that
while spining
silences everyone else around
anything else around
like a blur in the mind of a painter
a master piece in formation
right there when creation is perfection
 
Just a spining wheel of light
Where warm and cold stay together
where fire and ice made a planet
of their own
 
Loving someone
in it's early stages
it's like the next edition
of your all time favorite comic book
just coming out
 
Can't wait to touch it
Grab it
Open it, know everything about it
and if you do
when you do
it's like a vortex
rapidly eat you out
travel your mind and soul
who cares to which galaxy
 
His pale blue eyes
the early beard veiling his skin
the tip of my imaginary fingers
wondering if the soft pink
of his lips
can kiss me
like no other rose did
 
Some visions of love
can be seen thru the Gods eyes
you can feel the breath of invencibility
when all your body is beating
like a mighty heart
 
all the possibilities
all the impossibilities
all in that vortex
when everything stoped
I kissed the soft pink of his lips
and his pale blues eyes
were unbearably close
...
it wasn't me
it wasn't him
...
if love is just imagination
how can it hurt just the same?
 

Wow, stunning! I love your use of desciptive words in this poem. They really made my imagination come to life. I can't wait to read more of your work.

Empty Room
June 6, 2008
Brownish hair whispering through my fingers.
You vanish like a wind driven mist.
Only the fading heat of your lips remain.
Leaving me to the loneliness
In the dark empty of my life.

you are always to kind to me ajroberts1903 thank you