Dear love, The things that I would do for you...... how can they be counted or how can they be worded? what more doth my heart need..... but to yearn for your comfort. my pen runs dry, writing about you all the day. a poets heart, they often say, is all that he has; for it is his heart, so crafted by (GOD), that gives beauty and love to the world. my heart sits in thi hands, pressed on your bosom. take care of it, I pray; for all a poet has, is his heart. I know you are far, and not so close to me, I know I search for things that you don’t seek. I know you are young and I am old, I know you are modest and I am bold. I know sometimes you worry, that I don’t love you so, yet when are paths cross again, I promise, I will marry you. then you will stay with me, and all will be well; you wont have to worry anymore. yet the thing that keeps me awake all the night, that cuts me hard like a razor sharp knife. is the fact that when I was young I dreamed of what I would do with my life...... and you were there in the dream....... yet in my dream, after I had found the one thing that I have worked so hard to achieve........ you died, in my arms, as I cried on my knees. I made a covenant long ago, that I would find a way to protect good people, as you know. I promised that I would be strong, for those that were weak, and I would try to be humble and meek...... I would tear down evil and all who killed, they’d died! I would stand tall, for all....... who wept and cried. that is why I searched for the cure........ I knew that many would rise against me, and if they found my weakness....... they would tear me down. I was strong!! I was good and did all that I could do........ yet they tore me down, they took all my strength away...... they saw that my weakness..... was you. you were all that I loved in the world........... and so they destroyed you. I held you in my arms..... clenching your cloths, and then pulled you to my chest.... and whispered “..... I love you”. you hugged me as long as you could..... I could feel the blood pouring from your body...... and then you died. you dripped down and laid on my thighs..... and I clenched my fist together and cried out with all my might to heaven “why!!!!!”. I cant live without you.... so my soul, died within me that day – never again to know joy.......i loved you....... I love you now........ you are all that I love in this world..... and I cant stand the crushing feeling in my heart..... it cuts deep and slow...... the feeling of the dream that I know.......... that (GOD) loves you as much as I and soon he will call you home........ and I will not meet you on the other side. therefore...... marry me love, while we still have the time; I will always love you, I cant bear not to touch you all the time. when I touch you im so happy and everything is aright and joyous...... but when you let go...... it hurts so much – I cant bear the pain. I will always bring you joy and I will always love you – I think about you all day long and dream about you all night!!! oh (GOD) I thank you always for making such a beautiful creature!!! now I know how Adam must have felt when he met Eve.....how he must have blessed you.......... when he first looked in her eyes and saw her hair blow in the wind...... her gentle touch and twinkling eyes....... never saw I a more beautiful thing than you my love....... live with me, die with me, and whatever comes after..... I pray that we are only but together. I love you Maria, I love you so much. - Preston Barnes -
Posted on: Tue, 27 Aug 2013 02:19:16 +0000
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