Chasing Stolen Passions

A Quatrains chain in Iambic Tetrameter, for my love Jannie. A special Valentine’s poetry.

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When silence fell, and hope was lost,
I heard a voice of sweetest bliss,
That took me by a moment’s cost;
Then passion bloomed with a stolen kiss.

My frozen soul was seldom frail,
Yet fervent lips sets hearts ablaze;
I’m set adrift in longing’s gale,
I kindle uncertain, wistful rays.

Seeking, chasing, thirsting ashore
In ecstasy, two birds still dream
To quench this lust, fulfil this lore;
Those moments lost… Let love redeem.

Let go no more, we’ve much to gain,
Let go no more of this ardent leap.
You are the lie that soothes my pain,
You are the truth that makes me weep.

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About Cyan Los

Artist, Poet and Animator, as well as aspiring Writer; dreaming things that can never be, I am under the moonlight, stealing your stars.

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