In the wilderness
When fear heightens the senses
My gaze halts on you!
Your eyes hold a deadly allure
Threatening but also inviting
So lethal they pierce the heart
So fine they soothe the soul
Come, they seem to say
At your risk if you must dare
For in this search for truest love
One must pledge their heart’s demise
For what can one do
If you are all they see when eyes are closed
What can one do
If to leave you be is to live besieged
It always calls
Love that must be explored
‘Try me, but dare not deny me’
Heartbreak does not last forever
And yet regret endures
So chase the dream.
For while the heart beats
It will always love
But the soul remembers
I’m in a very ponderous mood, with a sullen undertone that keeps sipping into my writing. Given what’s happened recently, I think I’ll let it fade on its own.
I hope you enjoy this, and share your thoughts too.
The oval shaped poem is known as a butterfly cinquain, I think I have a soft spot for them.
All images, @Pintrest
Stay safe everyone, stay loving.
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