Muse

She is my dark skinned moon
With silky night black hair
And deep dark midnight eyes
To her I breathe a prayer

She is my unfathomable ocean
Her tidal whispers repeat my name
Setting my heart with love afire
Please come and light my flame

She is my angel, my purity
Her smile brings ablution
To this defiled body of mine
And rekindles my love’s resolution

She is my only and dearest bedfellow
My ever chaste lover
Without kisses, without touches
Only souls intertwine under the bed cover

She is my archer maiden
Her arrow strikes me to the core
The enflamed tip pierces deep
A lunatic, I howl for more

She is my dear beloved
Blushing and demure
Her cheeks are twin roses
Her lips are crimson pure

She is my dark and secret joy
Eyes bright and sweet
I adore every nail and lash
From head down to her feet

She is my beloved muse
Her words are chryselephantine
Heavy, beautiful, and precious
Unfading like amaranthine

She is my untouchable
My unreachable star
Ever frigid, ever shining
For whom I pine from afar
She is my fleet footed dancer
Light, swift and ungraspable
As moonlight, but instead of white
She is dark as sable

She is my tormentor
I reach out, she turns her back
I wince, I weep, I writhe
With love-pain my body is racked

She is my adored one
But ’tis a love unrequited
Yet foolishly I keep
My heart’s candle lighted

She is my dearest blessing
And my profoundest curse
This duality mixes, tangles, blurs
Into a thing perverse

She is my betrayer
A truth I can no longer stand
As her hand intertwines with another man
My worship turns into sand

She is my dark skinned moon
Who broke my heart in twain
And left me to weep alone
My tears all cried in vain

A Cliché Love

Dear sir,
pigs will indeed fly
before there is any love
between you and I

I do not wish to be
the apple of your eye
in fact I feel quite sick
when you stare and sigh

And dear sir, I am quite sorry
to make this love unrequited
and I don’t want you
to feel slighted

But your absence will not make
my heart grow fonder
I don’t mean
for your love to squander

Sweet sir,
I know how hard you try
but between you and me
there is no chemistry

I know you’re all dressed up
with nowhere to go
alas you didn’t check
the forecast for snow

For, darling sir,
I have quite the frigid shoulder
No, it’s not playing hard to get
So don’t let your love grow bolder

I promise you’ll be banging your head
against a brick wall
for I never meant
your heart to enthrall

So dear sir, for me
do not weep nor pine
do not let those salty tears
mix into fruitless brine

Let’s not beat around any bushes
or dead horses
because your love will not last
’till rivers reverse their courses

Kind sir
There should be fine
for every moment you said this love would last
’till the end of time

I’m dousing this flame now
so to avoid an immortality
with you
which would have been agony

Please, my good sir
about face, abandon ship
and please no longer be
attached to my hip

Ode to My Feet

My feet have walked long and far
Short and near
Thank you calloused sole
Thank you aching arch and heel
Thank you little toes
You hold not the infinite mystery of a hand
No fingers to grasp
No palm for comfort
No creased lines to predict an uncertain future
But we are connected
You are blunt, a little ugly with
Yellowing toenails, blisters, and toes too wide
So that shoes never fit right
But how far you have brought me
I’m sorry for how many hardships you have seen
Dance practice, splinters, and sharp rocks
Propped in pain on a pillow because of a sprained ankle
Feet weren’t meant for idleness
You are beautiful in a sense despite it all
Your curves are white mountains
Soft and snow covered, elegant
You are emotional and passionate
Toes curling in pleasure and anger
Tapping to a favored song
So thank you, thank you
My beasts of burden
You have walked far and we
Will walk more to the end
And then rest

Umi-No-Tenshi, I've merged all three of your Poetry threads together.

Each user is only allowed to have one Poetry topic, so please remember to post all your new pieces here. :yes:

Ah, thank you very much, I really appreciate it!


<3

I like the middle poem you wrote, A cliche love. It made me smile and I like the imagery and the complete frankness with which you try to explain the waste of effort this poor boy is putting into chasing you. :D

Thank you, kitsuneneo. ^_^ I appreciate your response and I'm happy it made you smile.