Love Poems

I Am of the Desert, You of Cultivation

I am of the desert, you of cultivation:
Simplicity to me, to you is desolation;
Heat, thirst, and agony I seek out on vacation,
While you look for elegance and quiet restoration.
I am of the ocean, you are of the shore:
You want fewer waves, I manufacture more;
You like tranquil bays, I love the rollers' roar;
In me, a wild emptiness; in you, a quiet core.
While I am like a stream, you are like a lake:
I babble over boulders, you reflections make;
I rush forward heedlessly, as bones and branches break;
You part before the piercing bow and then absorb the wake.
That such extremes should not be mingled might seem elementary;
But love can make the wildest contradictions complementary.
Nicholas Gordon
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u r great
Name: tammy2005-07-03
you are just simply great gordan .how nice it is to read what one feels,its like ones reading his/her story.
Name: jenni2006-12-10
i like this one. i used it for my english project. =]
Name: simply me2009-03-11
it is so beautiful1
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