And the most absorbing,
Hearts that melt
Into each other
As Love blends
It’s magic spell
Belonging then
To one another,
Love is Life’s
Most passionate possession,
Ecstasy, can go no farther.
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The irresistible urge
Infinitely…To go as far as feelings,CanBeyond the body, beyond the mindBeyond all time,As only true deep lovers,Can.A love like thatWould be, divine.Infinite Love,Does it exist?Yes, maybeOut of space and out of timeIn some unknown, mysteriousPlace,Where all Love and feelingsLeave no trace.Because they go beyondOur understanding,As holy, miraculousBlessed grace!
How do we become poets?
But please don’t stifle,That inner glow!
How still the night,
When love took flightLife lost all essence,For what is life?Without Love’s breath,An empty shellIn Ocean’s nest,Pushed back and forthBy ill felt winds,All beauty dies,And all is still.
Now men and women go around,
The new hunt,Insidious and blunt,Not merely a publicity stunt,Killing respect, honor, religion,Swatting them down, as if they were flies,Making a mockery of what was once right!Today, only vulgar atrocities seem to flyWhile respect, love and honorGo out the window,As if they were a bag of hot fries.As all decency dies!
We were meant
But not all that’s wiseArrivesAnd life separatesForever,Those who can’tMaster their lives.We were meantTo be together,But life’s windsBlew us apartLife no longerWas worth livingWhen the Wind,StoleBoth our hearts,And in later yearsThat followed,Never gave usA new startWindblown lives,The saddest everDo so often fallApart.
The heart of most poets,
You would think it was made,Of love, pity and lace.