~My First Love by John Clare



I ne’er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.
My face turned pale, a deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked what could I ail
My life and all seemed turned to clay.
And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away.
The trees and bushes round the place
Seemed midnight at noonday.
I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start.
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood burnt round my heart.
Are flowers the winter’s choice
Is love’s bed always snow
She seemed to hear my silent voice
Not love appeals to know.
I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling place
And can return no more.

Dark wats wrong wt you?
Creatn threads everywhr on nl..
Are you okay?

short, simple and precise... yeah, the kind of รнïт i like to read

cherryice:
Dark wats wrong wt you?
Creatn threads everywhr on nl..
Are you okay?

~ Please check my profile and tell me how many threads I have or is it bad to share a poetry piece I like with others?

Darkrebel666:


~ Please check my profile and tell me how many threads I have or is it bad to share a poetry piece I like with others?

alberto2k:
short, simple and precise... yeah, the kind of รнïт i like to read

~ You could also check out William Blake

cherryice:

~ I said- Is it now a crime to share a poetry piece I like with others?

Darkrebel666:


~ I said- Is it now a crime to share a poetry piece I like with others?

cherryice:

~ I think you need a dick in your life

Darkrebel666:


~ I think you need a dick in your life

I think you need to b castrated

cherryice:

I think you need to b castrated

~ Chai !
wicked woman