love

Love Makes (two related stanzas)

LOVE MAKES OF US SINNERS

dare I give my soul a price
to trade for your impassioned wants
succumb to hell’s eternal vice
for those desires which my dreams haunt?

LOVE MAKES OF US SAINTS

though I myself no sacred martyr be
a sense of sacrifice dwells deep inside
for I would give the heart that beats in me
to feed your love ’til it be beatified..

Woven

let us not discuss
the weft and weave of true love’s threads
but rather let us kiss
and lay woven on love’s sheets instead

Talk No More

talk no more of love to me
in words costumed with finery
for such delicate appeals
do nought but its sober pains reveal
for love is not for simple words
of platitudes willingly heard
no rhyme or reason spun in verse
can fair declare a true love’s curse

Emmenez Moi

let us dance barefoot
making love in just our thoughts
as Aznavour sings

I Find You Not

I find you not in fields of prose
nor in streets of force-ed rhyme
I find you not in endless space
or in the cloudy haze of time.

I find you not inside the rose
nor in the birds that sing
I find you not upon the breeze
but in each and every thing.

I dare not look into the sun
and suffer it’s golden glare
for I fear I would go blind
upon finding you there.

I find you not in senses sweet
nor in pains that burn
I find you in each fired synapse
in every twist and turn.

I find you not, for I seek you not
like breathing in the air
a serenade I’ve ne’er forgot
you are always there.

Short Love Poem

in our tongues all love doth hide
a truth their simple words denied
for our love lives not in verses fine
but twixt our silent lips entwined

A Simple Love Poem

I would to sleep eternal
never more to rise
and dream of colours vernal
held within your eyes,

yet if by chance my slumbers end
and my dreams would break
I pray your glance mine would find
the moment I should wake.

What Dwells In Thee

what dwells in thee
that does not dwell without?
this singularity
that makes of me devout,
no poet’s pen nor painter’s line
could help my senses to define
that which dwells in thee
and not without.