Lily in the Field

Upon these fields on which you lay,
I hear your voice from far away.
A siren's song you sing to me
Has set my soul and spirit free.

My lily rests in weed-grown fields,
With pale petals for eyes to shield
The ugly in a world so cold
And take my heart for hers to hold.

Her scent adorns my clothes at night
When I hold her in sheer delight.
I long to put you on my shelf
And keep you only for myself.

My eyes, my heart, my soul, they long
To hear your voice, to hear your song.
Whisper to me, my sweet amor,
Those words I love, I most adore:

"My petals long to touch your skin
And feel your heart that beats within.
I long for you as you do me,
So let us love, eternally."

So from that field, I took you home,
To my heart's vase to be alone
With my sweet love, my own flower,
Who I hold tight in night's "love-hour."

Author's Note

I actually thought of this poem while watching some movie fron the 1940's.

Reviews

[(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞Emmett..]

THIS IS FREAKING AH-MAZING! O_O!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!! SO GOOD!

"Her scent adorns my clothes at night
When I hold her in sheer delight.
I long to put you on my shelf
And keep you only for myself."

YOU ARE SO CREATIVE WITH YOUR WORDS!!! xDDD No wonder you win contests and crap! You have to submit your poetry in this website's contests. You'd definitely win a few. Fo' serious!

[twylight999777]

That is really beautiful. :) Awesome word choice. And it's so awesomely purple!!! lol :D