February 5, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.
Today’s poem is a love poem about the pangs of jealousy.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
You cannot feel the twisting of my heart
Or see the sea that surges through my brain
Every time you play your fickle part
With practiced nonchalance and well-honed art
To lure some new recruit to your domain.
You cannot feel the twisting of my heart.
I know that I'd be happier apart
From you, but I must crave the pain
Every time you play your fickle part
And Cupid flips another poisoned dart
Into my desire with perfect aim.
You cannot feel the twisting of my heart.
Just when I think you're mine, again you start
To flutter in my hands, which grasp in vain
Every time you play your fickle part
And smile like some hot, adulterous tart
Out to drive all men in sight insane.
You cannot feel the twisting of my heart
Every time you play your fickle part.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/youca4.html. For more love poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html.
This week’s theme: Romantic Love.
Feb. 1: I Want to Make Your Heart Beat Just for Me
Feb. 2: For You the Earth Must Be a Greener Green
Feb. 3: Supplication
Feb. 4: What Makes Stars Romantic
Feb. 5: You Cannot Feel the Twisting of My Heart
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is romantic love.
Today’s poem is a love poem about the pangs of jealousy.
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
You cannot feel the twisting of my heart
Or see the sea that surges through my brain
Every time you play your fickle part
With practiced nonchalance and well-honed art
To lure some new recruit to your domain.
You cannot feel the twisting of my heart.
I know that I'd be happier apart
From you, but I must crave the pain
Every time you play your fickle part
And Cupid flips another poisoned dart
Into my desire with perfect aim.
You cannot feel the twisting of my heart.
Just when I think you're mine, again you start
To flutter in my hands, which grasp in vain
Every time you play your fickle part
And smile like some hot, adulterous tart
Out to drive all men in sight insane.
You cannot feel the twisting of my heart
Every time you play your fickle part.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite the poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/youca4.html. For more love poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/lovepoems.html.
This week’s theme: Romantic Love.
Feb. 1: I Want to Make Your Heart Beat Just for Me
Feb. 2: For You the Earth Must Be a Greener Green
Feb. 3: Supplication
Feb. 4: What Makes Stars Romantic
Feb. 5: You Cannot Feel the Twisting of My Heart