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Nov 2016
Oh, the memory of you!
Oh, how it echos forever through the halls of my mind.
Oh, and when my thoughts turn to you
and the flame of you burns so brightly in my heart
oh how you set my soul on fire
and I burn and I burn in my longing for you
that no human tongue can express.
Oh, my heart how my heart has become a fierce furnace
that burns ever hotter than the center of the sun
and all my hope and all my dreams live in you.
Oh, for I know that without you
all the days I have ever lived
are as nothing
only blowing dust in the wind!
Oh, and I know that it would be far better
that I would have never been born
that my eyes had never seen the light of day
than to suffer
all those pains that would engulf me
and all the cold and cruel
disintegration of my soul.
Oh, you are the only meaning
in my heart
by which I have the will to live.
Oh, how I know
only your love can ever save me
from a fate more cruel than death.
Oh, please my dear love
love me till the end of time
for only then can I know
the real reason that I live and breath
and my soul knows why it is.
Oh, only then can I ever know
that I am whole.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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