The Poem

"The Poem" is the 2nd poem I have ever written in my life. The only other poem I have ever written was in 1st grade. In my opinion it was written rather quickly. I was trying to capture a moment of time and the feelings that were in my heart. This poem is a reflection.

The Poem

My hands are shaking and trembling in anticipation

The arrival, the new situation

Where do you and I go from here?

Onward I say, do not fear.

For the old is dying

and the new is lying

in wait for the precious moment

We stay clam, your body falls into place

it's so familiar when you see my face

Playful banter continues on

now my hope begins to dawn

For the old is dying

and the new is lying

in wait for that precious moment

Sudden movements and rebirthed passion

We exchange glances of familiar fashion

The pounding heart and connected eyes

please, lover, forgive my lies

For the old is dying

and the new is lying

in wait for that precious moment

The impulsive clutch and blossoming warmth

where shall we go as mind and body continue forth?

Suppressed uncertainty now melting away

how much longer must I keep at bay?

O Lover!

For now the Old is dead and the New is surging forward

Glorious embrace.

The enduring Dove.

You are here forever,

My wonderful, beautiful Love.