Cadence of My Heart

Is this complete insanity or just hysteria
That has gripped my mind
It’s almost like I have malaria
Cold sweat and no sleep is all I find
And she is surely the cause and cure
With her white rose complexion
And angel voice so pure
It’s no surprise she holds my affection
But my mind must be fried
Because we are a world apart
And what I would give for worlds to collide
Is everything, drop this life and restart
Just to be the one to keep a smile on her face
But until we meet
My heart will continue to race
Pounding to this uncontrollable beat.

by Michael Knight

http://knightpoems.com

Love-Her of the Night, A Sonnet by Michael Knight

Love-Her of the Night

Don't be so fast to call me Montague
for you yourself are not a Capulet
my love grows as if it were old world yew
forcing my weak lovestruck heart to submit
and yet by daylight you still deny me
ignoring our love like it were not there
laughing at it, as if it could not be
hiding it from all those who should not care
but when the sun goes down, you will cry out
my heart will sigh, but I will still answer
and all the songs of our love you will shout
with each word eating at me like cancer
because this will only last for the night
and as soon as day breaks, so will my heart.

A Beautiful Thing

A Beautiful Thing

Like a sunflower in spring,

Your a beautiful thing.

Like the honey of a bee,

Your words are so sweet to me.

Like the blue bird in the sky,

When I feel your touch I can fly.

And whenever you are near

I have nothing to fear.

No mountains to overcome,

No demons to run from.

Just the sight of a beautiful thing.