Grasping the Lasting Day's Love

Grasping the Lasting Day's Love

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote

When I have fears that I may cease to feed.
Before my pen has felt my thoughtful brain,
Before high-piled books, I plan to read,
Held like rich man's money clip, impossible to drain.
When I behold, upon the night's scared face,
Unique misty symbols of a true romance,
And think that I may never live to truly embrace
Her feelings, with the flow of a dance.
And when I feel, the fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon you more,
Never have taken in the fiery power
Of relenting love; then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Can I grasp this love before we both sink?

© 2012 Sunshadow Coyote

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Nicely done...Enjoyed very much and I like your name...SyberRose

Posted 11 Years Ago

I love this! It's a form I can appreciate.

Posted 11 Years Ago

Nice job

Posted 11 Years Ago

Beautiful, just beautiful.

Posted 11 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sunshadow Coyote

11 Years Ago

thank you im glad you liked it
My second favorite from you. Definitely worthy.
Amazing job, I like the irony

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on August 20, 2012
Last Updated on August 21, 2012


Sunshadow Coyote
Sunshadow Coyote

northbridge, MA

I enjoy the small things. If you can perceive life at my level (few can) then well be good friends. Perspective is everything. more..


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