I create, I coddle, the star.
You've become my heat.
If this drift into madness will set me free, I pray you'll spiral with me.
I spin a tale as old as time to tell of our love
I'm feeling every aching moment recalling where you were
Never at a loss
Our story is woven together in the spoken language
My beautiful, starlight angel, where do I begin?
No matter what voice it is said in, be it man, myth, or mine
Has there ever been a more fetching vision than thine?
Has there ever been a verse youd want to here more?
I truly cannot speak more, or I'd be at a loss, for when I come to sense
the waking world, the gravity of all my truths unearthed and the very ground quaking with word
There can only be but one repercussion, for it to be stated:
Love knows no bounds,
but for the lovers embrace,
an exception is made,
time will stand still.
in this moment, we are forever
enjoy it with me, why dont you?
we'll be here, eons after
I'm new here, and new relatively to poetry as a whole, but its something I'm passionate about so I'm sharing the poem I'm most proud of in hopes I can receive advice for the future as well as criticism