Poem of the Week

Your eyes

Eyes are touched in tearful dew
What love is this that runs me through

So deep are the cuts that scar my heart
What pain I feel when we're apart

Each dawn that breaks when your not there
sends a lonely mist into my air

I touch and caress you in a dream and
long to taste your pleasure stream

Why does the time pass so slow
why does my stricken need not go

Be with me my angel sweet
let me dance as we do meet

I will fall into your arms until the day that we depart
and when alas that time does pass don't be sad, don't be glum
for in heaven above we will be one