Lie down by my side, by my side, by my side.
I have the need to hold you, she cried, she cried.
To have you lie against me, by my side, by my side.
I remember how it felt
To hold my tiny sleeping child,
Our bodies safely cradled
From the cold and the wild.
Lie down by my side, by my side, by my side.
To have you lie against me, with a smile, with a smile.
Make a blanket of my arms,
My hips and my chest.
Nestle your heart inside of mine,
Let it rest, let it rest.
Lie down by my side, by my side, by my side.
To have you lie against me, she reclined, she reclined.
We’ll stop my legs from running,
And close my mind from fear,
I’ll hum a little lullaby
For only you to hear.
Lie down by my side, by my side, by my side.
To have you lay against me, she sighed, she sighed.
Or maybe we’ll lie silently,
Thinking only of our breath,
In a bed of our own skin,
Without height or width or depth.
Lie down by my side, by my side, by my side.
To have you lie against me, for a while, for a while.
Restrain my restless feet
In a belt of your own legs,
Let my worried fingers
Trace the ridges of your face.
Lie down by my side, by my side, by my side.
To have you lie against me, in the night, in the night.
Just as the black horizon forms
Against the starless sky,
The contact of your weight on mine
Grounds all my wayward sighs.
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in honor of Valentine's Day, Imolc, and the impending Spring......
for all lovers out there, at risk of giving my poetry to thieves, gratefully given to the one I love
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"for all lovers out there, at risk of giving my poetry to thieves, gratefully given to the one I love"
ReplyDeleteI like that...and a wonderful poem, Dianne :)
wishes,
devika
Nicely done. if I were romantic in the least {;-p} I would say this is a beautiful Valentines gift to a fortunate soul.
ReplyDeleteThe rhythm of love and yearning is strong here. Your loved one is blessed by you.
ReplyDeleteLove to you, dear friend.
Chris
At its best, this has a balladlike directness and simplicity. "lay" for "lie" would usually bother me, but i can hear it in this case as reflecting the voice of an uneducated woman. The ballad echoes also justify the abrupt shifts from first to third person. I don't think "implied" is the right word, though. She's being pretty explicit, seems to me.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bill. These are the comments I love, and I adjusted this poem to your feedback, changed implied to cried, and Lay to Lie.
ReplyDeleteKeep it coming!
It soothes and lulls - just what you might want a love poem to do.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I love the repetition. So soothing.
ReplyDeleteSoft and rollicking, like ocean waves on a quiet evening. Beautiful.
ReplyDeletei love how you use repitition in the pattern through out. i can appreciate it as a lover and romantic.
ReplyDeleteSssssssssssssizzlin!!!!
ReplyDeleteThe rhythm of light co-mingling with love provided a delightful reading on this Valentine's Day for me. Wished I had a Valentine but your poem cheered me up. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThis makes me miss the tenderness I experienced when my sons were little and adored me.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading A Likely Story. I've been re-posting from my active blog http://looseleafnotes.com because its vulnerable to the pulling of the plug from my server and I wanted some work backed up.
The strong rhythm of this is reminiscent of a cradle, rocking in the safety of love. Really pretty!
ReplyDeleteI love the landscape you evoke of the love between mother and child - somehow always the landscape of return, the sense of home - physical as well as interior. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteI really like some of this...it does have the feel of an adult lullaby.
ReplyDeleteWhat I don't understand is why some verses rhyme tightly and some don't. I like good rhyme, especially in pieces like this, so I would adjust the last two verses to make them work like the earlier ones (if it was me!) otherwise I think you lose power as it progresses. The choruses can stay wild and free though...they work as they are I think.
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