Do not love me

[crystalized_1]

Do not love me yet, for I
Am still a slender moon,
A scimitar about the heart
Too sharp to touch too soon.
Before I'm touched I need to grow
More full in golden light;
I need to smile upon my earth
And rule some patch of night.

I need to know what roads and fields
Lie in my domain
And dull my brand new ecstasies
With sophomoric pain.

I need the love of some blank boy
As cold and dark as me,
That we might grope in ignorance
And fear of what might be.

And then when I'm a silver bowl
And know what I can hold,
Then, then, perhaps, we could try love
If you are not too old.  

[BarefootInTheSnow]

age is but a number
why is it you cannot see
that no matter how oldi may be
my love and life i give to thee


just a response to the poem i hope thats ok, i know i like a poem when a poetic response pops into my head  

[Clise]

It's great!
Amazing job on it.
biggrin  

[cloudndh91]

lol  

[Ban Kurushimi]

...loving someone is your choice...

...proving you true is theirs...

hehe...  

[dbdarkseeker]

that was wonder full.