Thy Furtive Desire

by Avrii Monrielle   Sep 20, 2007


Oh, how I flee,
From the boundry of heartache,
Wishing to never,
Have my heart break.

Thou is but a pulpit,
Of character and joy.
Yet, on my side's no pedestal,
Only zeal of love's ploy.

I wish only that,
Thou would look at me,
But I fear my one wish,
Could never be.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Polaroid

    I've already read this but re reading it it is just so much better You write like shakspeare

    Have you ever been in love? If so how much?

  • 17 years ago

    by Polaroid

    How many poems have u written your very good

  • 17 years ago

    by tulip2dreams

    Nice poem, enjoyed much..:)

  • 17 years ago

    by Pete

    Great poem. I really enjoyed this. Not often you hear words like pulpit, thou and zeal in poems; adds to the effect. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by LoveBird99

    So romantic!! beautiful

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