Detail of a Dante Gabriel Rossetti painting, modelled by his wife, Elizabeth Siddal
PROMISE TO A LOST LOVE
As the pull of the moon
And the push of the wind
Cause the waves to break on the shore,
So the lure of your face
And the pulse of your heart
Will ever my lifeblood restore.
Till the tides end their flow
And the breeze ceases motion
I vow it’s just you I’ll adore
For when the end comes
And I’m covered in earth
I’ll be with you for time evermore.
Roland's Ragbag 
This is a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
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… and thank you, Candice, for your generous comment.
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Beautiful poem Roland.
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Thanks, Nigel.
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Your poem is so sheer and beautiful Roland, I can’t pick any stanza as they all belong so closely. A beautiful woman’s face has made many a poet pick up the pen and many sagas are based on this.
Miriam
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How true. It is a very long tradition – perhaps the longest. Thank you for your comment, Miriam.
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Such a poignant and beautiful poem, Roland! It made me sigh.
I think paintings (and any art) of faces are the most interesting.
HUGS!!! 🙂
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You need to be a very special artist to create a good portrait. Our National Portrait Gallery in London was always a special delight for me. Thanks for commenting, Carolyn.
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Beautiful Again!!
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Thank you, Desi.
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