I walk along the path tonight (alone)
And you are by my side (alight)
Aglow and burning in your home (inside)
Where embers spark and lull (my eyes)
Asleep you are my company (you call)
Awake a love, it seems (a joy).
We destined two are traveling (as one)
Discovering the world (again)
Free to wander and to run (untold).
And oh! The pleasure to be here (alone)
With you so close - a guide (so near)
A soul - allowed to roam (inside).














Comments
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nothing to do or say just living.
Not all pentameter, either. Foot count in first stanza is 545454, second 545544.
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Ed
"If you're not confused, you're misinformed." - Tom Clancy
The Trouble with a Love Poem
I hadn't noticed the metrical trouble in the last stanza. This poem was complicated enough to write in the first place, and I don't really feel that I like it enough to revise it, so I probably will just let it be as it is. I'll scrap it one of these days.
It was really meant to be experimental, and the rhyming pattern and meter were what made it especially interesting to write. But all very good advice that you've given!
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