Brimming

I wonder how much love one heart can hold, 

it seems no poet can quite grasp the worth,

because sometimes it feels my heart's bound to spill over,

but still somehow could cradle the world. 

When I'm in your arms, it flutters and smiles, 

my heart is abounding and climbs to my mouth.

I fear if its opened, I'll have no say at all,

"I love you, I love you" will only pour out.

Sometimes, I try to hold back, but theres no joy in control,

I suppose thats just how it goes.

Sometimes, I'm afraid of spilling, but my heart, God willing,

is brimming but will always take more.

In the event the canister cracks, from surplus or lack,

I know you'll patch every seam splitting anew.

So, if my love must start pouring, I'm grateful each morning,

that I can pour my love onto you. 

Reviews

[Sebastian Falzarano]

Very nice. The poem gets right time the point. Since there are no grammatical errors, I can safely assume that you make sure your poems are polished before you submit them, which is great.
I am not into romance, but this poem immediately caught my attention because of the manner in which it was written. Great job!
I apologize for not having more to say. I will get back to it, but I have been having things t do and too much homework to really focus and analyze.

[Autumn Lyric]

This is a lovely write. ...Thank you for sharing.

[Nila M.]

A beautiful sentiment and well stated. I think it's far better that love is overflowing, rather than not flowing. I think I may be the other extreme. I feel inspired by the love people share and how they are so willing to express it.

[J3ssInJupit3r]

This is a beautiful poem that I can relate to. I know what you mean when I read the lines "my heart is abounding and climbs to my mouth. I fear if its opened, I'll have no say at all,
"I love you, I love you" will only pour out." That was actually my favorite line in the whole poem honestly because it spoke to me. I feel that way every time I see or talk to my boyfriend. Thank you for sharing your beautiful work and I hope to read more soon.

[Richard🖌]

Kate Campbell sings [edited]:

"How much [love]
can one heart hold,
a pound of dirt
or a pound of gold?
We may never know,
the truth be told.
How much [love]
can one heart hold?"

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Of your poem, as a romantic poet, one could become swept-up and lost in the passionate nuances of each alluring verse; for, whom would not wish for another to have such a heart filled with love overflowing so profusely, tenderly, openly, willingly, and warming to the ardently hungry and yearning mind, heart, and soul?
You touch so many places in so many appealing ways, and you do it with amazingly vivid and enthralling word-choices and phraseology flowing seamlessly down, dancing upon the page right into our own hearts and dreams.
A most wondrous composition, with near spot-on poetic precision in a most heavenly voice … thank you ever-so gratefully for the pleasure, Dear Poetess.

On the techy side: V1L3 "heart's" and commas needed in L3 and L4. V3, L1 and L2: Comma needed after "Sometimes," and two "try try" words in L1. V4L3 end with a comma, and L4 incorrectly begins with a conjunction "And"; so, make the "A" a lowercase "a", and L4, change "That" to "that" and you'll have a virtually perfect Unmetered Quatrain/Free Style masterpiece of perfect romance.

I will say this of You: "Your poems reflect your beauty, that which the mind's-eye perceives glowing-out from within."
Whatever, I love this enthralling piece far beyond my meager words can possibly convey …
"KUDOS to You!" ⁓ Richard

[S. K. Burke]

Wow Richard, thank you so much for your kind words! I'll take you're advice into account too. Thank you so much for taking the time to read and analyze this work so thoroughly (:

[Richard🖌]

I truly hope you make those corrections, because this poem deserves perfection.
You are very welcome — it was my pleasure … I just hope my efforts prove worthwhile. : )

[Aphy!]

Really lovely piece! Enjoyed reading it

[Coyote Poetry]

I don't know. Donne and Ben Jonson defined love very well. Love words are just words till you spend 50 years with someone. Love, like all things. Have value if the person think love is worthwhile. I believe love changes. Love isn't magic. Love is sharing kindness and concern. Accepting the good and the bad of another and holding on tight in the good and bad days. Nice flow of thoughts made me think too hard tonight. Your poetry is amazing.
Coyote

[terry smith]

I love "there's no joy in control" that is brilliant!!

[S. K. Burke]

thanks! (: