Little Lover

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I wrote this poem on an interesting day. I wasn't feeling totally myself and just started writing whatever came to mind. When I read it I didn't know who I was talking about until he came walking up to me, asking if I was feeling okay. The mind is a mysterious thing. Comments and suggestions are appreciated! Enjoy! :)

Little lover of mine,

so fair and grim you are.

With blue eyes and

Raven’s fine hair.

You torment me with

kisses and invade me

with wild dreams.

We touch until the

morning rain and

sleep until the dusk

has called. So raise

your arms in worship

to me crescent sun,

and I’ll entrap your love

with my naked white hills.

Submitted: April 01, 2012

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Jade Scott

captivating yet some how freeing, I love this pome, beautifully done

Sun, April 1st, 2012 11:52am


Thank you Jade! :)

Sun, April 1st, 2012 9:46am

Christian Taylor

Beautifully done! Excellent work and its great to see you back! XD

Sun, April 1st, 2012 3:12pm


It's great to be back Christian. :)

Sun, April 1st, 2012 9:47am

Chris Gerard

I don't like to advise on anyone else's work - it's the property of the author, and only the author should decide what to leave in and what to leave out. So when i say i really like this upto and including the word 'dusk', that doesn't mean there;s anything wrong with the rest - it just works for me when I stop right there. :O)

Sun, April 1st, 2012 10:14pm


Well thank you for taking the time to read my poem. I know what you mean though, I always like a little feedback when I post something new. Thanks again! :)

Sun, April 1st, 2012 5:05pm


i agree with christian ^-^
wonderful, amazing and inspiring

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 12:59pm


Thank you very much! And thank you for reading and commenting my other work! :D

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 7:07am



Thu, April 5th, 2012 5:56am


Thank you! :)

Thu, April 5th, 2012 9:37am


I concur with the others that this was a beautiful piece, filled with vigor and imagery friendly to the eyes and stimulating to the imagination.

At the end the mention of white hills reminded me of "Hills Like White Elephants," but in this context instead of representing a significant situation that cannot be ignored, I'm guessing it is talking about buttocks or bosoms.

Sat, April 21st, 2012 12:27am


You are correct about the last line. I was a little inspired by Naruda's imagery in one of his poems, I can't remember which. Thank you for commenting! :)

Fri, April 20th, 2012 7:15pm

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