Ode to Her

The fruits loins I would not know

 

 

Fruits of loins I might never know

had we never loved so sweet

When we did plant seeds of desire

little chancing we might meet

 

Holding my breath as I jumped

chancing all on a single toss

Leaped the very bonds of Earth

trying for the worlds I would cross

 

But God did see my grasp inflated

as he pulled me back to Earth

Saying of my tenacity

"you have overstepped your worth"

 

Filled with confidence I did go

not caring what he had said

For I would listen to no one

as I had no fear nor dread

 

Now holding to that grasp of faith

it's for you I shed my tears

Knowing you alone were worthy

of loving all of my years

 

Author's Note

A dream that once was an obsession! The only one that got away.

Reviews

[TPK Stories]

A beautiful poem of obsession...well written...

[Tate Morgan]

Hi Star thank you very much i suppose we all have had obsessions in our lives

[Inner Whispers]

i feel this like my obsession:)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you it certainly has been an obsession of mine But it was all part of life and the lessons learned from it thank you

[melissa]

Tate love the poem keep sending to me to read

[Tate Morgan]

thank you this for the one that got away

[Jennifer K]

this poem was very deep, well written, and flowed well. Good job!!!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Jenn I am touched that you liked it

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

Cool stuff.. Liked it..!!!

Keep Sharing..!!

Good Wishes..!!

[Tate Morgan]

thank you so much

[Mockingbird]

the one that got away will always be indelibly etched in our minds.

[N!LoC]

didnt get it first time around.. then i read your authors note.. and then it made beautiful sense... beautiful

[Tate Morgan]

Hi N!Loc So nuce to see you today I knew you'd get it !

[Harmony Babin]

I really enjoyed this one, there is a lot of meaning behind every word, you really did a great job (:

[Tate Morgan]

I have to say i have toyed with this one for a long time thank you

[Harmony Babin]

You pulled it off really well, you're welcome

[Baby Ricochet]

There's at least one that gets away. It's the way the cookie crumbles

[Tate Morgan]

There is always one is their not?