Analysis of song for joanna

my wanting
                         like splashes of waters
                              bubling in my eyes
                                          like coursing river
                                               framed rapidly
                                                        through the phrenzy of love
                            yes, how shall i complain
                                    after a capacious form
                                          in the course of giving
                                                    alas, every arrow
                                               that is discharged
                                           across the grieving heart
                                  with  a music piercing

look at him, feeling handsome
                                  full of erotic enamoured
                                             oh dear Almighty
                                      betwixt me,
                            there are thousand
                    varieties of heart

makes the one i yearned for
                                             sing the notes of wanting
                                                      here, in my quiet garden

©anna laurencio /2013
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