Sunday, September 27, 2009

Don't hurt me, just love me

Don't hurt me, just love me

Current mood: melancholy

Category: Romance and Relationships

It's amazing what one finds when doing a huge cleanup. Old wounds, past memories of lost love. I wrote this poem in 1993 on old piece of paper. I found it today.

*sigh*

Deep down within me, inside my inner core

where only one person had travelled before

Is an opening

And even then they never saw the way to love me

Glimpses of this place some questers had seen in me

a magical island surrounded by an azure sea

with mists and sands that move eerily

to protect my unveiled soul

Don't hurt me ~ just love me

No other was right to allow inside

forever eternally I would abide for the one who would know the times of the tide

and the shifting sands

and find the way

Defenses could not be erected for him

those there had all toppled into the dim murky past

and then it seemed by sudden whim

In surprise I paused and allowed you to see

All that was yours to hold, to feel, to share, to love

pure gold as the sun which shines

then you took and you sold that magic

which now is all but dry

The hot dry red desert, it blisters me through

it tortures and keeps me form gaining the true revelation

which once flourished and grew

The magic is maimed and disabled.

The island recedes now to much greater depths

In order to protect form the threat of more theft

of that spot so vital within its cliffs deepest cleft

with love and innocence you may find it yet

If you are to love me you must understand I am a haunted creature

remember the mists and the sand?

I can only share happiness and make our life grand

if the blazing light of love conquors my silent island

I am mute

I am here still

Yet i cant explain what you dont understand

such as "why all the pain?"
if you really can't feel it, there's nothing to gain.

I am who i am and that's all.

Don't hurt me, just love me.

To love madly I ponder the meaning for long

Is madness what i crave? Celebration and song

of oneness, seductive and entwining

Is it wrong?

Solitude on an island remote. or a volupturous vine.

Love me with passion or leave me dry....

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