Helpless To Love

Helpless To Love

 

When in bed, I was first laid down 

Unaware of all worldly transient events

Kept in warmer places, than under these covers

Eyelids first peeled, to reveal a world I stared at in utter amazement

 

Before a smile, kissable lips, delightfully gleeful eyes, greeted me

Every sinew of my being in secret was known, and just what I would be

I was born for and into this, gently held in human arms

What else was there to do, as helplessly a world fall for my charms 

 

Given the will to choose, if it not be, the way I should go

Vulnerable at you, the best that I ought to know

Willing to let me know, the things I dare to touch

What else is there to do, dearest, to whom I owe so much

 

Eyelids droop, skin once firm, now sag, will you look at me

Will you hold me in your arms, where I'm  helplessly free

I acquiesce to the ravages of time, as all born into it

To know you in grief of separation, pains and joys of living it

 

When time vanishes away, melts it's way, into a brighter day

This world as known by all, becomes a thing of the past 

One thing I'll know for sure, above everything else that will last 

A love selflessly given, never deserved, so sweet, I can never repay 

Chris G Peters

Poet

Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.