In the last white cloud of daylight’s dying,
Let this form of love transmit itself to you,
In all ways of passion and plenitude,
Unexpressed feelings,
Too deep for words to conquer,
But that in some way
Will reach you, nonetheless
As I use the Moon as messenger,
Of this, most intimate, invisible caress.
To have or to be had,As Life’s greatest emotion.
Where blue lagoons sing to the moonAnd Love is all around.Take me to creative landWhere best of us is foundWhere Art and feelings sing all dayAnd life makes happy sounds.Take me to that precious place,Where Love and Peace, aboundWhere minds can meet,And hate defeat,As souls are starward bound.
Opens doors to many floorsOf thinking,And can even, sometimesCalm your inner fears.
To find each otherIn the melancholic shoresOf Seas, that never rest,Oh, the lonely figuresThat have lost each otherFor they knew notHow to embrace,Life’s only happiness.Love’s the greatest fortuneThat a life can hope to haveFor without, all emotionWill be dead, before it starts.
The liveliness,The love that draws,You’re much more,Than just four paws to me,You’re my very best reality.
At leastWrite it,In a poemYour thoughtsAnd feelingsWill produce,Some awareness,Which will serveYour soul,As truce,From all theHorrors and Abuse,Past and Present.
