Gentle
.
I’m on fire
Filled with desire
Only you can appease
So please…
Be gentle with my heart
It’s been broken in the past
Whisper…
Sweet nothings in my ear
Only you and i can hear
And touch me
Tenderly
.
©Denise G Allen, 24 February 2013 13:38
Tags: Adeeyoyo, blog, gentle, God, inspiration, love, poetry, tender
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I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!21 Responses to “Gentle”
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Beautiful writing, adee. Love this poem.
Thanks so much, AD. I’m so glad.
Beautiful!
I’m so pleased you enjoyed it, Zirkie. Thank you very much for your visit.
Damn and they just get better the more I read… did you teach yourself to do this or does it just come naturally .. a thought process that flows..???
Some of each, I think, BD. I started blogging just plain writing to get rid of my frustrations. Then I read the poetry of one of the other bloggers and it was soooo beautiful that I decided to see if I could do it too. Of course mine wasn’t a patch on hers, but it does sometimes just flow and the poems seem to write themselves. There are times, however, that I struggle mainly for topics and/or how to finish off the poem. The blogger who was my inspiration is no longer publishing poetry but she sometimes leaves a comment on my work.
smiles…can any of us ask for any more? that our bruises of the past be respected as we make those first steps…smiles…nice verse adee…
It’s not easy to begin again. Not for everyone… Glad you liked it, Brian. I wrote it to music in my head.
Quickly – throw a bucket of water over her!
Just kidding. It is lovely writing.
Hahaha, Col!
Thanks a stack!
Haha, sounds like she may have needed it…
She’s much more careful now…
Good for you, Denise. You have not let the past close your heart to what may lie ahead.
blessings ~ maxi
I’m not the naive person I was, Maxi. God bless you.
Very simple, very honest and very, very good.
Thank you for the visit and the comment.
In love
?
I wish…
Unfortunate that love comes with risk and rejection
Everything in life comes with risk, Carl. We wouldn’t achieve anything if we didn’t take a chance. I don’t think there’s anythng wrong with careful and calculated risks. One has to ask oneself, ‘Is it worth taking the risk?’