Just a second, no a minute, maybe more
With Him I wish to spend eternity
His touch is golden, so uplifting, hands so strong
Im sure he is my destiny
Oh love unending, funny and caring, heart so pure
He worships my femininity
But Alas what now? who's this lad, all so raw
He so tickles my fancy
Looks so bad but pulls me nigh, strong as Thor
He now rules my fantasy
I'm sure its him no its him, who wins this war
Who will sing my melody?
He came first, he is my best o' Te Amor
He is always jolly
He came next, caught in his nest, i opened my door
This is real harmony
I have tried him, but not him, shall i break that wall?
He might call me baby
I will do just that, i shall not fall
I will be his lady
Better you end it. No need of trangular war. You make relation with eternal beauty of poetry and art. Will get much to shelter your thirsty soul. Man is basically alone......Any way, the poem is no doubt very interesting but getting confused whom are you confronting with....your destiny OR the third person who wants to flag on your loving land...that is your beloved one. Really confusing. Otherwise nice write.
Wow I really like this poem! ! It can be so frustrating having two people that is dear to your heart, but always go with what your heart tells you. Looking forward to the ending.
Ohhhh theres more...love it....makes the ready want for more...will the end ever come....can we wait that long....pouts...I cant....smiles. Cant wait to see the ending.
I think it isn't easy to choose in such situation. But I hope she will be fine.
Speechless! This is absoulutly great! Im glad to see you write about real life things, that can be hard to do, with all the confusment great job!
Ralph you are good. I sense alot of your background in the poem. On the whole good one
The pulls and pushes of confusing relationships. This is a tricky topic to write about. Writing about two people in a relationship are difficult, adding a third person or dimension can cause the reader to lose focus. I do sense the humor in your words and of course, let us wait and see whom she chooses.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thats true..a feeling that can be put off only through the poetry.. Him..or..him