A Thousand Fair Suitors
A thousand fair suitors all stab at your heart
Those poets of movement and jockeys of art
The high-volume vendors who hustle romance
Splashing their canvas with color and dance
The blasters of trumpets, gold banners unfurled
They offer lush gardens in glistening worlds
Yes, bearers of torches and carvers of stone
Who whisper their sonnets and surrender their thrones
And there in your doorway, no shadow is cast
No lingering voices, no ghosts from the past
Just a cluster of walls, and a window of pain
Collecting the heartache like droplets of rain
Still I stand before you, with palms to the sky
No gold in my pocket, no thorn in my side
And all I can offer, where words have no place
Is a body that trembles, and this love that awaits..
posted by Nams at Tuesday, May 23, 2006
4 Comments:
nice post...well written
u write amazingly well...the little interaction that ive had with u, never imagined u wud be such an awesome writer and poet...
sad that u seem hurt...but all the same, uve expressed it in such beautiful words that one can only appreciate..
wow, that's awesome. I really appreciate the way you give expression those deep feelings. I also appreciate the honesty of deep longing for true love which comes through in your writings
Dear all , recently figured who's the author of this great piece of art .. Jeff kurfess here's to you! :)
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