14 lines, not a sonnet

You pleasure me in a thousand waysWe begin, and there's no telling where it'll goYou see the most secret faces, rouse dreams that have lain dormant before I give in to your hands like the potter's claypliable, to be moulded, to be shapedYou reveal my soul to myself each dayYou pleasure me in a thousand…

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Cusp of a Kiss

Never again will the same sandy shore be treaded upon oblivious to the crowds of sunbathers and poets. Never again shall the salty sea breeze blow past this northern terrain or mistletoes be gathered prematurely by the suspecting Cupid! It's run its course - whate'er it was - a blue moon, a passing storm... We'll…

Defeated

Cold is the blood in their veins nowthe battleground mourning in darkened redWhatever's happened here, why, and, howall dreams and dreamers lay fallen dead'Twas the arrow that pierced their soulsCupid's gifts demanded a price in bloodLove...love left these poor hearts coldleaving only warm memories for a shroud © Isha Garg

All love’s in vain

Rush not in, O fool,for when it is needed mostlove will leave you cold ©

Love’s Eternity

"What light is light, if Silvia be not seen? What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by?" Thus wrote the Bard,and true poet, I, by his words abide,for if the lover be from the heart all Heaven and Gods, to me denied!Then come, the wrath of seascome devouring wave and tide,if the lover be…