Her Heart- Sonnet XI

Her Heart

In Seeking This Which You have Given,
Walking in Darkness; Blind, yet Brave,
Untended Sentiment once harshly Shriven,
Now Waits, Possessionโ€™s Abject Slave.
Mired in Waves of Deliberate Pause,
While Standing Patient Upon the Shore,
Her Heart is Pounding, but with just Cause?
It Matters Little; She Longs for More!
Unbridled Coyness in Demonstration,
Makes Her Timidity Audacious Show,
While All Her Senses in Abdication;
Closing Her Eyes, Lets Passion Grow.
Yet, if Interest is with Danger Fraught,
Then Privileged Purpose will Come to Naught.

~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Selina Fenech

16 Comments

  1. I adore this. It speaks to me. The longing, the queries, the pleas of pure passion awaken my soul, darling. I also want more. It is a whisper on my lips when e’re I drink the nectar of your words…”more”. I cannot have enough of you, it seems. Beautifully done.

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      1. Secrets lure me. A lady always keeps secrets. The veil provokes my interest. Although I shall treasure the moments you permit me to peek beneath, I also treasure your modesty.

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  2. faith. believe, patience, time, it’s a potent mix, but love is never disappointing, it’s the journey not the destination, great story, she’ll get her way, happy days

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    1. ๐Ÿ™‚ Thank You Thank You ๐Ÿ™‚ Truly I am smiling,…because I do love writing them. The seem to me…they Feel like my Kindred form (of expression).

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    1. Thank You Ever so much Debra ๐Ÿ™‚ I am so happy to meet you and even more so that you enjoyed your visit to BnV ๐Ÿ™‚
      Thank You, as well, for your very kind Reblog ๐Ÿ™‚ Always appreciated.

      Joy and Giggles~

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