With romantic notions I am led
By my heart and not my head
I am consistently confounded
By this unknown emotion
My thoughts race relentlessly
It seems that I am hounded
Uncertain. What is this?
Dreaming, often
Of caress and kiss
Is it that serenity that is sought after: love
The same feeling the angels sing about
In heaven up above
Uncertain. What is this?
Dreaming, often
Of caress and kiss
Is it that primitive, carnal desire
The wanton way of lust
That sets within me such a fire
That I cannot put out
© 2017 Ricky Gillies
Ricky Gillies
Ricky Gillies is primarily a poet and occasional short story writer with a fondness for melancholy and alliteration.
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