Wow!A Poem by C.R.Turner
Strange. I had reached the point where I dared not to dream.
Disappointments had rained and rained, washing all hope away. Then, calmly and without ceremony, an angel descended into my cave, my sorry, dark pit - smiled and spoke my name. A dazzling beauty, orb of light, swallower of dark - her pain and joy fused together in a mighty Crucible of Love. She touches me. Like the touches of my dream. She feels me - my burning heat, the desire of a thousand fires! She caresses me in the most exquisite, delicate way, arouses my soul, tenderly cracks my being. Wow. It's in the hands of time and motion now. I am nothing in this dance. A vagrant player, cowering in her halo. She called my name and hopelessly enslaved me. Is she the Lady Luck of my dreams?
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1 Review Added on January 13, 2013 Last Updated on February 4, 2013 AuthorC.R.TurnerIrelandAboutI'm a professional €150k a year poet. I can go from nought to tingly in two stanzas or less! Yeah right!! Sorry to disappoint but I'm just a regular guy processing his dirty linen in public, v.. more..Writing
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