Beautiful Stranger

Sometimes life smiles on us

Beautiful Stranger

O beautiful stranger

Curious blue eyes shining bright

O my Madonna, fated Delilah

Softly beset upon my moated distance.

While I, in exile, lie away.

Away in original abjection,

Away in a lonesome walk,

A trapped cold little heart

wrapped in a hopeless embrace

 

O night! Would I lie in your arms.

Whither into sobering absence

Away from her beautiful,

Away from her blue,

Away from her nightly visitors

that linger round and around my dark.

Each night taking their turn,

Each night a faint knock delivered

placed gently upon my heart.

 

O I've seen too much my love.

Don't call back the dark

The light is flushed from my eyes.

Don't call back the night.

My once prized morning dove

is gone of day, is robbed of flight.

 

But how you'd come to find me

How you'd hear this silent voice

bound in walls, hard edged, and stone.

You'd wrap me in swirls of warmth.

Held me in secret, with velvet curves

that bend without end.

"O love, rid this body of its cold,

and tend to mine,

Yours to mend and hold"

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Such a classic piece of poetry set in a sad love story. Beautifully constructed to form and rhyme and filled with so many absolutely wonderful phrases and descriptions!

[Ronaldo]

Again, thank you! I don't have much formal exposure to poetry, so its nice to know it has some relation to the historic spirit of poetry.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

No. Your poetry is polished and classic. You have a true tallent sir. Even if you are not the true Ronaldo!