Truths

And though, winds raged, anchored was he

as no one could blow away his love for she

who sails his heart, through radiant fields 

of flora and fauna, a wild love sealed

He loves her still, stead fast, steady

A beating drum, boulder-sat heavy

When numbers cease and heavens fade

He sits the waters in deep rone shade

Thus loving her, I split the rubber sky

to hollow the impact from the rising tide

And hover emotions in her chest at will

Because out of all rejections, I love her still

Quilt feelings of a vast desire inside

An empty need I cannot hide

We lag such love with stretch long due

For I cannot deny how much I Love You

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

There is such a tenderness expressed in the loving even through the wildness of the storms. Beautifully passionate and alive with the essence of love's deep waters.

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

Oh these were the days

[A.L.]

Catchy.
This poem seems to read like a boat on the sea, swaying to and fro.
How lovely.