Wanting you,
the sweetest sorrow
that trembles on my soul,
Needing you,
the nettled bliss
that wraps about my heart,
Loving you,
the gentle pain
that gets me through the night.
About Me
- Savannah Jordan
- I am the darkness, I am the pain, I am the sensual scenes that were never allowed free reign within in the mind of a fantasy romance writer; until she succumbed to the seduction of writing erotica.
VENGEANCE MOON
Melting the Ice Queen
Can a god of fire melt the heart of an ice queen?
In Reference To...
He's going to teach her more than she can find in a book.
9 comments:
Thanks Dennie! This was frome my teenaged angst years. :P I'v got a great hubby, but I just love the wording of this poem.
I have a bunch like that - they are in my drawer right now - maybe some day...
I still drag my poetry around like a blankie!
Whoa, really, from a long time ago???
When I first read it
the thought screamed
'Josiah!'
Think about it. "nettled bliss"
"the gentle pain", and "the sweetest sorrow that trembles on my soul"....
All are relevent.
Maybe you had a future vision??
All that aside. I liked it.
Future vision works for me :) And you're right, it does smack of Josiah and her misery without him. Astute observation, my Dear.
hey hey - I thought the same thing - really I did!
back to edits now! =)
*cracks whip* Get to work you SamHellion!
I like this. Works well for the feelings of either gender.
Thanks, Erik! I'm glad that you stopped by, I recognize your name from Bernita's blgo :)
Mine is not ususally as thought provoking... *sigh*
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