A Secret Love

by weemick1960Fife, Scotland, UK

Jul 2014 893 Views 11 comments

A Secret Love.

Author: weemick1960

When you were a child
I was In your dreams
Within your peaceful night
I dwelt within your scenes
You saw my darkened majesty
But never did you fear
Love was In your heart
You cried Love's own tear
Now you are no child
I have come to you
Your Love Is still the same
It Is ever true
I wonder If you still see
The child who Loved the night
Who loved her Dark Angel
Who saw within him light
Shall you ever be
The child who watched the moon
Who had a Loving heart
Who lived In Love's cocoon
Your dream has come true
Your heart's Love shall ever run
Ever your heart touched with Love
Your Dark Man he Is come.

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Posted: Jul 2014

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Comments (11)

Girlygirl196349Fullerton, California USAJul 29, 2014

Love and beauty are all over this beautiful poem!! I love it

Mizzy4Navan, Meath IrelandJul 29, 2014

Love the way you mingled
Childhood into this one Mike,
Lovely poem & picture,
Mick.

weemick1960OPFife, Scotland UKJul 29, 2014

Hi Laura, thanks for dropping by and the comment. The dreams we have In our childhood, sometimes they can come to fruition when we grow up. A little girl has a dream of a shadow man who she hopes to meet In her future. Her Dark Man comes to her In real life. Sometimes It takes a long time for dreams to come true.
Have a good day. Catch you later. Your Friend always....MIKE.

weemick1960OPFife, Scotland UKJul 30, 2014

Hi Mick, thanks for dropping by and the comment. I remember so many of my childhood dreams, some came true, most never did, but chances came along for them to do so. Sitting thinking about my lady and childhood dreams I merged both thoughts together. This little one got her main dream answered.
Have a good evening. Catch you later. Your Friend always....MIKE.

Spartacus2012Biloxi, Mississippi USAJul 30, 2014

Dreamy romantic write Mike..

Ken

123whisperMelbourne, Victoria AustraliaJul 30, 2014

Beautiful painted poem

Love picture too

weemick1960OPFife, Scotland UKJul 31, 2014

Hi Ken, thanks for dropping by and the comment. So I did catch the dream feel, that's good. We all had our dreams. Our little one here had her dream come true when she grew up to womanhood. The shadow did walk Into her life again. As I always say Ken, It can be funny the way Love comes. Some kids do get their dreams.
Have a good day. Catch you later. Your Friend always....MIKE.

weemick1960OPFife, Scotland UKJul 31, 2014

Hi Liam, thanks for dropping by and the comment. We all have our dreams as children. A few of mine have come true, I had the chances for many more to come true but I didn't take the chances, so my own faults on this one. A child's Love comes to her when she reaches womanhood. The shadow becomes reality and her heart knows. You know me Liam, Love reigns eternal. I guess I'll never change partner.
Have a good day. Catch you later. Your Friend always....MIKE.

weemick1960OPFife, Scotland UKJul 31, 2014

Hi whisper, thanks for dropping by and the comment. I wanted to bring Love from childhood through to womanhood through a dream. I used the Dark Man In there to bring both together. I think It worked. two thoughts, one of childhood, one of later years, bring them together with seeing this picture. A, B. C. Start writing.
Have a good day. Catch you later. Your Friend always....MIKE.

cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USANov 9, 2016

Mike..
It is a joy to read the honesty and passion
in your fabulous writes. Women are made
to be loved, and we must do all we can to
love them.
Cafe

weemick1960OPFife, Scotland UKSep 3, 2017

Hi Cafe, thank you for dropping by and the comment. It is much appreciated as always. You are right my friend, women deserve to be loved. I enjoyed writing this one. I am glad you liked the piece. Your Friend always....Mike,

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