Passion (A Love Poem) By Charlie Bessette

Passion
(dedicated to Jenny)

She was young, like the feeling
you get in the summertime
and her eyes cast relief into my mind-
she was the air, pouring into the earth;
this turned to be the birth of love.
I recall laying in bed
embraced in each other
the blanket we lay on safe.
Nothing compared to this passion.
My first love was cocaine,
but she tried to save me.
Feeling numb as we walked a path
never ending and untouched
not knowing what was next
finding myself lost, insoluble.
The path started to corrode
eating away emotions
she disappeared
there I stood
arms at my side
the trees were still, but leaves gone,
unable to be saved.

(This poem appeared in Hanging Loose Magazine Spring 2004 (#84)

Tell me what you think...
Peace,
Chazz

 

I have always been a fan of love poems .....this is really good! I love how it flows!If you wrote this,you have some talent... you should keep writing..again that poem is awesome!Great Job on it!
Best wishes,
Samantha