i put you out,
tenacious tom.
you pay no rent;
i put you out.
all my best rooms are yours:
my brain and heart.
get out
feral feline!
i put you out.
disconnect the electric,
throw water on the fire;
i put you out-
stubborn desire!
My soulmate is my life; all that I live for. I get up in the morning for Her, I write verse- carrying on a one-sided conversation- for Her. She is my passion, my partner, my wife, my muse, my best friend, the love of my life, the object of The Eyes of My Heart.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Her Curses
my soulmate loads me
night and day with her curses,
honey always on her lips,
yet i know she loves me.
how?
i equally expend myself
day and night
in perservering longing-
knowing too well
my hopeless love.
night and day with her curses,
honey always on her lips,
yet i know she loves me.
how?
i equally expend myself
day and night
in perservering longing-
knowing too well
my hopeless love.
But Now
oft, i have strolled near the garden
the fertile fragrance wafted
o'er my insatiate senses
and the honeysuckle
drew the bumblebee from its hive
to silken stamen cup,
her pollen was potent
her nectared petals shimmering saccharine stars
her verdant vines summoning venus,
but now
the fertile fragrance wafted
o'er my insatiate senses
and the honeysuckle
drew the bumblebee from its hive
to silken stamen cup,
her pollen was potent
her nectared petals shimmering saccharine stars
her verdant vines summoning venus,
but now
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