Rough Rhymes

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

I have a friend called Michelle. I have to admit, her poems are off the hook. I don't in any way come close to a poet but am sure as hell someone who appreciates a good poem when I read one. Now, if it's one good poem that I've read, I'd just read it for myself and move on. But if it's a blog full of wonderful poems, then I definitely have to share the joy with others. And it's so sad that the blogs that we're addicted to and always want to read, are hardly updated on time. This women hardly blogs. But, when she does, she keeps me rooted to my chair. Below is an extract from her blog. When you're done reading it and you're hooked and want more, then it's time to read all, here.

For the Love of You

Here I stand before you, without a shield-
Like a child left in an open field.

To drop my defences, down by my clothes,
I bare you my soul, with my skin exposed.

My skin is flawed with the marks you leave.
And in these scars, are my reasons to live.

With every tender touch, and every soft kiss,
You imprint on me, a state of bliss.

And on my heart, you leave an engraving,
Of your name, like the one inside my ring.

In taking that blind leap of faith, with no safety net,
I would plunge over and over with no regret.

'Cause I'd rather feel the heartache through and through,
Than to never feel what it's like to be loved by you.

Labels: Michelle, Poem