dogbutt2112
Bluelighter
Another love poem, by me.
"Tenuous Love"
To have, but never to hold
Too wild, but not too bold
To form, but not to mold
Too hot, but way too cold
Too gray, too gold
A million lies never told
To think, yet never thought
To seek, yet never sought
To feel, yet never fought
Love, a gift, yet never bought
To flee, yet want to be caught
Bliss, a desire,
too finely wrought.
The seeker, will He find?
The Lone Wolf, will She mind?
The Heroine, will She bind him?
Love's clock, truth will wind him.
How will Time find him?
jef 5/31
"Tenuous Love"
To have, but never to hold
Too wild, but not too bold
To form, but not to mold
Too hot, but way too cold
Too gray, too gold
A million lies never told
To think, yet never thought
To seek, yet never sought
To feel, yet never fought
Love, a gift, yet never bought
To flee, yet want to be caught
Bliss, a desire,
too finely wrought.
The seeker, will He find?
The Lone Wolf, will She mind?
The Heroine, will She bind him?
Love's clock, truth will wind him.
How will Time find him?
jef 5/31

