Sitting here
With Her
Inside the Corona
Of Her Star
It is impossible
for My Heart
to freeze
Nor can Shadows loom
long upon My doorstep
Despair is
vanquished
By the
Flaming blade of
Her firebrand Smile
and troubling thoughts
are Hereafter
banished by the
Circumference of
Her embrace
If I am not to
spend eternity
with Her
Then tell me how
To disbelieve
The thunder in My heart
When She speaks my Name
and call my blood,
Which rises to Her touch,
A liar
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Wow!!! Sometimes I run out of words…so forgive me if I cannot explicitly write what I am feeling like after reading this post 🙂
What a wonderful response! Thank you!!!
You just amaze ❤️
Turnabout is fair play! 😉 Thank you, My Sister. ❤
Mother penciling good!
ha-ha!!! Thank you, Penciling Beautiful Poetess! 🙂
You’re welcome, handsome one
I love it! Off to tweet it. 🙂
ha! Thanks, Brother! I hope you are doing well today! 🙂
Tolerably well… unpleasant start but perhaps the remainder will rise to the occasion. Rumors are that the Thunder God will be in the neighborhood, so that’s a good sign… for me. 🙂
Lovely Eric!
thank you, Poetess! 🙂
Welcome dear Knight of Poets 😉
I am always so impressed and you motivate me to reach deeper within myself when writing
That’s a true honor to be told! Thank you, MM. 🙂
😉 Thank you, Vic. I’m glad you like them!! 🙂
I held this thought, “inside the corona.” Hovering around a line of poetry is a delicious experience. I didn’t want to leave. ❤ ❤ ❤
Thank you!! 🙂
Love how she is just the centre of his world, and how she calls to his heart making it “thunder.” Hope he’s not a liar! Great write!
Thank you, Mandi!!
beautiful poem Eric !! Happy to read
He is the sound of her thunder, the breath that flows easily through her love’s lungs!
Adored it!