I've written hundred's of poems over the years - here's a recent attempt:
Fragile Eternity (C) Simon Cook 2009
A thousand times I’ve lost myself in your deep and soulful eyes.
Your beauty reaches out snaring me in a blanket of eternal love.
Do you see the same in my eyes?
An intense feeling overwhelms me;
a desire to love and cherish combined with a passionate need,
to simply hold and defend your innocence against the sordid world outside.
Do you need to be hidden from the world?
Do I wear rose colored glasses that hide your strength and courage?
In my blindness do I neglect to see that it is I that need nurturing?
Are you the one defending me?
Am I the one who is lost in this world?
If I step back and take a look at you, what do I really perceive?
Do I see the only beauty in my life, or do I see that imprecise frailty,
that is the human soul?
Can you help me live?
Looking beyond your soul, reaching out into the cosmos,
I realize that I am scared; the fear that reigns over me,
has the power to stop me.
What am I fearful of?
I look into your eyes and often see death;
It’s not imminent but it is a promise, and I do not understand it;
I cannot comprehend that eternity is but a mirage.
Do I fear death?
You are not dying, but you could be.
That is what I fear; the unknown future that I cannot control.
I know one day that I must face this as a martyr or a coward.
Why do I assume you will not face the same?
Perhaps the one thing I know is that you are stronger than me,
Your strength would guide me if I were dying,
while you would be comfortable with the future.
Am I wrong though?
Are you simply just like me, fearful that every day will change what we have?
Do you cherish every minute as if it could be our last?
Are you as a lamb facing slaughter?
So what can I do?
I must accept our fate, whatever it is,
And just continue to lose myself in your poignant eyes.
For held deep within them is my sanctuary.
All I can do is hold on and know that
eternity is fragile, but my love is not.