(this piece is dear to my heart. Its about every imaginable kind of love,the rush,the feeling….the thoughts,compromises and promises that we make to ourselves and those we profess love for. In the end,the success or failure of ‘love ventures’ rest ultimately in how much we are willing to give..I hope every line brings more to than it has to me. Enjoy!)
O gentle smiles
And caressing eyes.
Sweet guile and touches…
The colorful novel brilliance
Lending strange exaltation
Which may possess us
As voices quiver with common conviction
Saying; I love you, I really do.
O principles imprisoned within us!
They shake free finally
And float around…
Then shot down, they fall
Love becoming more real than thought itself
Unaccountable behavior controls sense
And the distinctive refrain again
Ringing; I love you, I really do
O the silent scream of the mind
As feeling takes hold and reason runs to hide
Graceful blows; wrought
On a mid-summers night dream awakened
A tendril of feeling reaches out
But finds no companion
Then here is an end
Where a heart is crucified on its cross of affection
Loves itinerary is finally exhausted
Only when it lies bleeding,
In its coffin of memory.