This poem was inspired by the poetry of Ethel Mortenson Davis entitled, The Sacred Space. I’ve always wanted to write love poetry, but have tried to stay away from being “gooey”. Have I succeeded? I’m also interested in knowing what your favorite love poems are. Please let me know.
I Will Be Your Sacred Place
I will never desire to hurt you,
nor touch you in anger.
I will be your shield from the destroyers.
I will walk in virtue beside you,
and be your sacred place.
I will see you,
hearken unto you,
and know you.
You will always walk in beauty before me.
I will care for you,
mourn with you in your sorrow;
and soothe you when you are troubled.
I will challenge you,
and intrigue you.
I will be your familiar,
and we will be comfortable together.
I will make you laugh,
and wish to be with me always,
but I will live longer than you,
so you do not have to be the one who grieves,
as the other passes.
It is lovely. It could almost be a religious prayer.
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Thank you Marey!
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Oh Russ, this is a beautiful poem. The sentiments really hit the core.
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Thanks Debbie!
On another note: I hope you weren’t put off by my comments about different drafts for a story. I’m looking forward to getting your second draft! 😉
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This is really a wonderful poem. Ethel
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Thank you Ethel. You inspired it!
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The tears in my eyes say, mission accomplished! Beautiful!
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I misted up writing it! Thank you! 🙂
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As i laid down to sleep i could not stop thinking of u.the smell of yur sweet perfume stilled filled my nose. Remembering the heart palpitations when i stood next to u. The rush of emotions as i got closer to u. My heart skipped a beat when u softly spoke those first words. I was all quiver. U are the sweetest memory i will ever have from the moment i first meet u. U had my heart. becauze u are my MUSTANG!!!!!!! Lol
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Dude! You’re making me laugh here! 🙂
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Succeeded, my dear Russ, beautifully so! 🙂
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Why thank you Marina! That means a lot, coming from you!
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It is better than most wedding vows. but the last thought I felt to be a bit “grandiose” if that’s the right word. Presumptive might be better. A lovely poem – I hope someone will say something like that to me someday and mean it for all time and eternity.
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Why thank you Patti! I understand what you’re saying about the last passage. I wrestled with it. I was trying to convey the sense of one person feeling a loss for the other without the author being the important one. 🙂
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