The road to love was jumbled and dark,
so I felt my way through the eventide.

To my surprise I found love in her eyes,
Or maybe her thighs, I can’t remember.

I was unconscious and she was Venus,
the brightest object in my night’s sky.

Goddess of love and beauty in my dreams,
She and me were connected etymologically.

Because I dreamed she was a part of me.
Somewhere near the very heart of me.

But then I awoke

Standing on the edge of reality,
And the outermost ridge of sincerity.

Caught up in the mainstream’s theorem of love,
I seemed to have fallen in.

Only now in retrospect do I finally see the truth,
I never fell in love; I’m sure I fell straight through.

such beautiful piece .....keep scribing poet

I love your poems its very sensual and real I'm only 16 years old so ask me this how do you know when a ***** really love ya huh

welcome queenplove to destee's house of compassionate love
and many cares
nice to see ya wordz of ink
continue ya journey here upon family & friendz
welcome dear young sista

This is a wonderfully crafted piece~!~