The Secrets of my Heart

by Rolo   Feb 13, 2006


Every night before I dream, I hold you in my arms
I hear you as you whisper your sweet, subtle charms
I lock away your memories, for they are mine to keep
I touch my heart one last time so I can fall asleep

Everyday I see you, it's like I never have before
I smile within so deeply, my heart hits the floor
I'm at a sudden loss for words, afraid of what to do
You're standing by my side, but still I'm missing you

You're why my time is precious, the reason to it all
The feelings that you give me are those I can't recall
There will never be another whose grip is so intense
Rip apart my everything, and I'd put up no defense

Don't you see, you're my world and everything that's true
You're why I keep on going when there's nothing to pursue
And I wish that I could tell you how special I think you are
I could spend a lifetime trying without getting very far

You're all I've ever needed, it's more than I can lose
Give to me your love, and I would not abuse
You pervade my thoughts daily, always on my mind
The love I have for you is too much for words to find

You are my only wish, my desire, and my fear
When I hold you in my arms, I imagine that you're near
And sometimes when I dream, this is all that I can say
Even then it's only when you walk the other way...

~Rolo

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  • 18 years ago

    by Princess Love

    Very nice poem. I loved the ending. It seems to me you have lost yourself in this love... find yourself first, only then love will find you. Great job. 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    I don't know your relationship with the person, but say it's someone you like and the feeling is mutual. Well, then I suggest that the ending is negative and would possibly make the person feel bad, like they should try harder to be there for you. But, on the other foot, if it's for someone who doesn't really know you like them and rarely acknowledge(sp?) you, then yes, it's perfect. I hope you are well, you had me rather depressed over your last poem and your absence. Take care, my love.

    Much love,
    Mortie.x.