Confessions of a Souls Obsession...
Alan Peter Garfoot 1983 (Scunthorpe)
To me my sweetheart you are a moment of bliss,
You are true perfection sealed in a kiss,
Oh my love so enchanted and refined,
How I adore your soul, spirit, heart and mind.
Your spiritual essence is of idealisms fire,
And effortless grace of such sublime desire, Evoking such wonder like the starlight in your eyes,
Of such majestic perfection and courage from inside.
Your sacred soul inspiring my heart,
And resplendent glory embodying my art,
Your passionate inspiration connecting high above,
Awakening my creative spark through the energies of love.
For life times I've loved you and still so onward forever,
Ancients echoing back through bloodlines so immortal together,
As a truth innate to my soul in every single way,
Healing to the core of my being till whole everyday.
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To me my sweetheart you are a moment of bliss, You are true perfection sealed in a kiss, Oh my love so enchanted and refined, How I adore your soul, spirit, heart and mind. Your spiritual essence is of idealisms fire, And effortless grace of such sublime desire, Evoking such wonder like the starlight in your eyes, Of such majestic perfection and courage from inside. Your sacred soul inspiring my heart, And resplendent glory embodying my art, Your passionate inspiration connecting high above, Awakening my creative spark through the energies of love. For life times I've loved you and still so onward forever, Ancients echoing back through bloodlines so immortal together, As a truth innate to my soul in every single way, Healing to the core of my being till whole everyday. more »
Written on December 25, 2021
Submitted by TheNewWorldThoughtDisorder on December 31, 2021
Modified on March 14, 2023
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Scheme | AABB CXX DDEE CCFF |
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Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 784 |
Words | 150 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 3, 4, 4 |
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