Within This Heart

Wanting you as ne'er before
Loving you, forever sure
When we are parted, rooms between
Your hemispheric image seen
All consuming life, and death
I give my last, I give my breath
To contemplate alone is dread
That thought cannot come in my head
So promise to upon demise
Propel your spirit and arise
Ensure unite we lovers true
And all dimensions travel through
So on this earth all trace depart
But shall survive within this heart

©2004 Hey Hey

Hey-
How lovely! How nice it must be to feel love so strongly.
( I could only dream of such a blessing)
A very nice write.
radiogirl

Thank you for reading and kind comments.

Without my wife I would have to die. My heart still flutters if she is late home - after 29 years (not counting engagement or courting!)

Beautiful, my dear friend.

This is just how I feel about Silke...

...and I worry so about her that she is so sick and sad.

I am so happy to have you on the poetry board, Hey Hey. You really are a good and kind person.

Everything is so much better hereabouts these days! You can feel it too, can't you? Empathy, kindness, solidarity.

And not a moment too soon. Neither you nor I could have stood a moment nor a word more.

Well, we are still here.

Gott sei Dank!

We certainly are, my friend. Please think of me later today. I have a tough day to deal with and I am losing my nerve again. How can this happen? I was on top of the world three years ago. This wonderful board has helped me pass another sleepless night. I should have slept to charge my batteries but I hope that somehow tonight's poetry might help me through the day.

My dear friend, I certainly do wish you well in this day ahead and in all the days ahead; may it all unfold peacefully and harmoniously for you, without problems and obstacles.

I wish you peace, and every happiness.

I have a sleep-disturbance too; I take involuntary naps, and that's about it. Sometimes I crash utterly, like earlier today.

I had a very nice visit with Teddy and also with Maria, my daughter, whom I have not seen for quite some time because she's been so busy. I only got one sonnet written, but I was able to inspire two young men who work at Starbucks about their writing...

Mostly I worried about Silke all day. I will try to call her now and see how she is.

Peace to you.

Thank you for those haiku about Silke and me! That was really nice of you.

Ubi caritas, etc.

A profound and beautiful write for a lucky person indeed. The passion is well conveyed in rhyming that actually works well. It is a great bit of writing. She is a lucky woman to be loved so.

Kevin