poem :my love..by jja

how does it feel to be loved by a man
who can offer you nothing in the world
but a grain of sand

or to be adored from afar
not by a lord
but by this mortal man
who begs not, to anyone, but you
to be adored
even if just for a moment

and in the lonely hours,
when nature conflicts with mans’
own selfish immortal demands
is it not blissful to know
that here stands the man
that will be next to you
when the new day has
begun
and darkness has become
a new start with a fresh
dawn!