So the Girl With One Eye over at A Squirrel Amongst Lions reminded me that I'm overdue to share some of my old hidden feelings of love. Despite my ex-wife's views on my idea of love, I'm actually a sucker for a good love story. In fact, I've written a good portion of love poems over the years. I don't claim that they are good, but they are what they are. Here is one of the latest poems I wrote for my soon to be bride.
Notre Coeur Ensemble
Along the barren road beyond,
away from all that's well.
Our hearts they ached, destitute,
a loveless hollow shell.
Where "what once was" is just a thought,
and time it plays its game.
Our souls they yearned for something more,
to break us from the pain.
And suddenly aloft our needy thoughts,
a shining ray of light.
Our eyes they met with intense gaze,
love was in our sight.
Now our chains have broken loose,
as we walk off hand in hand.
Our journey now has just begun,
This journey will be grand.
Notre Coeur Ensemble
Along the barren road beyond,
away from all that's well.
Our hearts they ached, destitute,
a loveless hollow shell.
Where "what once was" is just a thought,
and time it plays its game.
Our souls they yearned for something more,
to break us from the pain.
And suddenly aloft our needy thoughts,
a shining ray of light.
Our eyes they met with intense gaze,
love was in our sight.
Now our chains have broken loose,
as we walk off hand in hand.
Our journey now has just begun,
This journey will be grand.
