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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Your man

Your man

A Poem by Jack...

 

 

 

Your man

 

O’ fallen leaf of barren branch

doth charge my heart, my aching heart

with missing you, needing you

On sun dried earth I lay,

grasping at my dreams, so desperate,

find that in this depth

felled by wind of colder days,

my life doth need your touch

so very much it calls to thee,

come to me, cover me

shower me with hope…

so far you stand

~

I feel as if I am a tiny creature,

an ant on the pavement

with cracks and crevice deep

Foundling for the distance far,

searching of a path to reap

to thy heart, thy arms

O’ breath of love I beg thee home,

to lie with you this eve,

this winters eve

of far off arches and grayish glare

~

My travels take me long away

Places I am lost to stay

find this boy a’ crying

tears of love for thee, tears of despair

Crying, weeping, hoping, begging,

come to me,

come to me my love, my dream

into my open arms…waiting

~

The day might fill the emptiness

with broken branches barren so

dare I say I have the right

to honor love from you,

hold it so within my heart aching

My needs are many,

the truth has shown

for languished features painted hard,

hard against my weathered skin, rough, broken

I scream, my voice still faint of tone,

louder as is nothing less

sorted by the evening breeze

blowing strong against the fence

~

I desire thee to touch me,

kiss me, hold me, take me

The flames of passion brightly burn

igniting but this love I hold

So cherished is your heart

I feel it pounding, pulsing

within mine own chest

My quest is you and only you,

design me, I am yours,

make me as you would,

carve me, bend me, mould me

sculpt me to be,

your man

 

 

 

© 2013 Jack...


Author's Note

Jack...
Thank you for reading

Go easy on me, this was an experiment

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"I desire thee to touch me,

kiss me, hold me, take me

The flames of passion brightly burn

igniting but this love I hold

So cherished is your heart

I feel it pounding, pulsing

within mine own chest

My quest is you and only you,"

With great poems and extended hands and heart like this Jack she has to buckle up under the weight of your beautiful words or swim in your lovely sentiments...A great experimental...:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much my friend. Kind of a love rant here...just let it go to see where it ended up.
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

Ended it up good...You are welcome...:)
A successful experiment, Jack. I especially like the last stanza, a nod to the fact that the right person's love changes us, makes us better people. A different form than usual, very well crafted.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much my friend. Happy you enjoyed this.
Always beauty that flows forth from your pen...and loved the colors of the painting too.:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much my sweet friend. I appreciate your kind words to me.
Oh, and one more thing....loved the artwork!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Well, I would say your experiment is a huge success, Jack. Reminiscent of the love sonnets of old, your rhyming is super and the emotions are genuine. For a man to ask that a woman sculpt him so he becomes her fantasy man...well, that is every woman's dream, my friend. The images you create throughtout this poem are super-romantic. Kudos to you! Lydi**

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you Lydi for this fantastic review. Today's smile I wear is because of you. And the art work, .. read more

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Jack...
Jack...

San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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