Lets trade our swords for roses and surrender into each others arms, sending lust-filled battle cries into the night.

A quick poetic thought based around the idea of lovers being on opposing teams. I've been hooked on the BBC series The White Queen recently (more specifically the relationship between Anne Neville and Richard iii). The Tudor period is one that has always fascinated me and the divide between the Lancastrian side and York side is such a strong divide that if two people on opposing sides they would have to put their feelings aside.

Betrothed To My Burden

If you should find yourself
Unbeknowingly betrothed to my burden
Smite it down
Tear at its dreams, its hopes and its passions.
Do it so, with lack of lust
No compassion nor craving for its eternity
No infinite love, or never ending cycle

Work In Progress Poem

I covet

I covet
To pour into your arms
To feel the heat of your breath trembling across my skin
To edure the sound of your voice with its shallow hushed tones
Echoing through my skull

I covet
To entwine my soul within yours
And feel the sharp rise and fall of your chest with mine
To feel our clumsy fingers stumbling over untouched skin
With a perpetual yearning

I covet
To stumble over long goodbyes
And feel your arms release me for the last time
To scream your name and cry your tears
With my recalcitrant heart

I covet 
To never release your hand
To find you when your heart is lost 
And endear your every breath 

I covet

A poem inspired partly by a beautiful song by Christina Perry called The Lonely, and partly by the passionate relationship shared between Cam and Lilith in the Fallen series by Lauren Kate. I also took inspiration from the film The Deep Blue Sea. I wanted to expand on the feeling of longing, to love someone with such strong intensity and to experience the feeling of true love.