Loving Thee Endlessly

Should my eyes be found guilty
Of thy beauty they behold?
Or should siege be laid to my mind
For its sweet riot for thy comely looks?

If my tongue lays quiet still,
Will a charge be brought upon it
For praises upon thy unbidden essence
It lavishes, though silently?

O my sweet lady,
In earnest I seek a thing to you compare,
None more dazzling than the flames of thy hazel eyes,
Nor anything finer a contrast to pearl than thy ruby lips.

Thy presence a far greater light to my heart
Than a million rays of the sun to my eyes.
At thy voice, my fears melt, yet
Ever softer than a thousand tunes of sweet melodies.

Thy pleasant ways I overstate so hardly;
For I shall isolate rather in a valley
Where loving thee endlessly my occupation shall be
Than dwell on a mountaintop without loving thee so softly.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Houston, TX, USA

Favorite Poets: Maya Angelou, Wole Soyinka, Eugene Field, William Shakespeare

Comments

chima ononogbu

4 years 4 months ago

Thanks Teddy

I am so glad you like it. And to all the beautiful, loving ladies out there I dedicate this poem. Thanks Teddy.

Geezer

4 years 4 months ago

The woman who receives this poem, should count herself lucky!
However, I would delete the word [more] in the line: "Nor ever anything finer a contrast to pearl than thy ruby lips."
And in the line: "Ever softer than a thousand [notes] of sweet melodies" Of course, as always the poem is yours and do what you like with my suggestions ~ Geez.
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chima ononogbu

4 years 4 months ago

Thanks Geezer

I appreciate your remarks.

Lavender

4 years 4 months ago