He’s My Destiny

[vixen]

He’s My Destiny

My heart sees him in my minds eye
Not his features, nor his face
I see the poetry written in his soul
His passion enthralls me
Quickens my heart, steals my breath
The love he is capable of scares me to death

So I will pray to the good Lord above
God please guide him to me
Let me hear his voice whisper on the wind
Hear his joy in the giggle of a child
Receive his gentleness in a baby’s sleepy sigh
Feel his spirit as I watch an eagle fly

God I will know him when you bring him to me
He will be the one who understands
That at times I need the chocolate cheesecake
Or a solitary walk along the lake
There will be times when he says everything wrong
And that I cry over sappy old songs

He is the one that I will love
With all of my heart and my soul
The one who I will stand beside
In the happy and the sad, the good and bad
He is the one I will love til my death
Holding my hand during my has sigh, my last breath

[anirbas]

Oh, my god, Vix! Now, you've got me crying! I felt like that once upon a time...
And your piece so evoked and invoked that luscious flow of first blush emotions...
You hath slain me with your elegant poeming, lady! And I thank you for the slaying...
What a beautiful, heartfelt piece...There is a man, if I were honest, no matter
what, with my dying breath, I shall whisper his name and die smiling,
ever so sweetly...You took me there...To the destiny of that...
Now, I ask you, is poetry not also, amongst many things, a metaphorical vehicle?
Drat, I'm gushing...But, I loved this piece...May I garnish a copy of it? Nir.

[michaellasalle]

hes my destiny... so very loving
truly with your expression..
this is beautiful deep and very romantic.....
you did an awsome job with the visual presentation...
take care, mike

[vixen]

Geeze..<blushing> absolutely you may have a copy. We all have a dream of what true love is.Its mostly an illusion I think though. Its like the smell of coffee in the morning. It always smells better the it actually tastes. Thanks for the cudoes ...Vixen

[anirbas]

ggglgggl...you should blush, it's a grrrreat poem...universal in it's longing...
i dunno...it's possible, true love could smell as good as it taste...
as i'm an avid coffee lover...LOL...love the smell and the taste...
you're welcome on the kudoes...they are well deserved, lady. Nir

[dawness]

i am speechless...

[DavidMc]

Sorry I missed this one Vix ... It's a stunner!

David

[anirbas]

Yes, it is, David...Glad you found it and bumped it...Just throughly enjoyed the re-read! But...

The mystery stunner is...Where did Michael La Salle go?
Is he playing with us, the game Where's Waldo?

[soulfir3]

love this piece, Vixen. thank you for sharing. Soul