I Only Want To Be With You
'Love me no more than now' whispered Poet-Heart
Who like the River God in beard and hair
Was silver tongued from love; was bold not daft.
She laughed with river lights on breasts half bare.
'If you love me as little now, not more!'
The river swept down to the sea with woe
For ducks and frogs and fish she heard and saw
And never misread lovers before as foe.
The River God's wind blew flowers from her hair
Into the river weeping down to the sea
And Poet-Heart lept in to retrieve with flair
Showing river how little love can be.
'Love me no more than now' Poet-Heart whispered
Who much laughed when his sweet love's answer heard.
In spirit gentle lovers leave your love's side;
Give flowers or perfume on your return.
What can we spirits do to turn the tide
So slothful love dies and his remains burn?
Let's think on love, speak our minds, pool our thoughts,
Remove gloominess that clouds the bright day;
Let's highly praise long love in the highest courts
So weak love dies young in a kind way.
Oh gentle spirits go back to your love's side,
An example we must be to the world;
Love so only fools would not see you glide
Serenely in love nothing slothful unfurled.
May love's measure be related to our smile;
Our smiles added my love means more measured mile!
Never dream dreams too narrow to come true;
Ask not for diamonds and receive not one
Yet all other precious stones were for you.
Top people wish larger dreams they'd not shun -
What does this Love-Wizard mean by wider?
Ask not for rivers when oceans are yours
Though look not for champagne prefering cider.
Dream widely, be astounded, open all doors.
What narrows dreams claims the Love-Wizard?
Our pasts prevent pursuing rich variations;
Wounded we hobble, look down, discard -
Claim not one dull tune but thousands of songs.
From the wide range of dreams that could come true
Choose not half dreams that may disappoint you.
Since I love you, I wish to taste the fruit;
Not once to test if it's ripe, pure and best
But daily for energy to best suit
Desire to aspire hope in long-love's quest.
Distance would be cruel indeed to allow
Our hope to linger long and then to die.
Hope blooms with promise as the sweet fruit's flower
And the fruit swells into perfection's sigh.
Since I love you I wish to taste the fruit -
Our Gardener guards the good growth on the tree
And when we taste daily, our hope will shoot
Sky high to rich fulfillment - hopefully.
Hope is the bloom - the swelling fruit, love's sigh;
Both fragile yet their strength none can deny.
My eyes steal the sight - you bed-busy sprawled
And lust like the wind borrows from toe-moves
That travel your legs everywhere uncalled.
Lust stares yet lust sweeps everywhere that loves
Just as the wind, leaves on the tree sweeps through.
My eyes read her works' wonders as legs flail
Like the wind loves the tree with dances new
And not only takes from her, serves as well.
Every move she makes, every sigh for me
The wind is kind enough to bring unchanged
Through leaves and blossoms her sweet thigh poetry
So heart without lust's tasting's not estranged.
Thereby love's fed devoid of bed that claims
Making love only makes love's lasting flames.
Underneath this golden elm each June day
On fallen leaves of yellow, white and green
While odours demanding boyhood dreams play
And around me ducks fly and splash and preen
What should I do but think of you my love?
Drink deeply your summer heat as mine fades
Wishing to inhale again while you move
Within my sight, a beauty my heart raids,
Then underneath this golden elm wide spread,
On fallen leaves of yellow, white and green
I can drink away the on coming dread
Of winter without you and love unseen.
I touch the golden green leaves of your eyes,
Blow them from my fingers - my body sighs.
Now with the still night gathering spirits' power
It's time this Wizard made chants with winged words,
With love and motion made intense this hour.
Tell me Moon, pilgrim higher than cloud birds
May love, want and more love prevail at will
If whispered to the weary wind wandering
Hence meeting sister spirit with her thrill
Flowing curved lines mingling in their flowing
Who glides and glows with sweet eyes known to me?
Can love be so sweet it cannot last long?
Please smile on my love as she hears chants from me
'Love and more love with wanting can't be wrong,
Your Wizard wants all wants intensely felt;
Love, want and more love - and wickedly melt.'
Come, my love, let's consume all love's pleasures;
Glorious titles of priviledge let's assume;
Love according to our state and treasures
With contentment rightfully our throne room.
Oh Poet Princess rain down your warm showers
In which your courtiers and I take delight;
You spell out to all people that true love towers
Above mundane things, like the moon at night;
Tell all lovers they're royal as we are,
Come, my love, let's consume all love's pleasures,
With glorious titles of priviledge let's star,
Love according to our state and treasures,
Contentment rightfully comes with true love;
Lovers are wearers of crowns from above.
In the passages of my mind I roam,
Today retracing steps my heart to help
And into a room unlocked by a poem
I peered, made much welcomed my pleased heart felt
By a smiling lady in candlelight
Sitting on the floor presenting flowers
Made golden by Arizona's sunlight;
The blue candles bade me tarry for hours
By flickering on her beauty so rare.
The room off the passages of my mind
I often visit to sit and talk there;
The blade of distance is dispelled I find.
I remember all moments of former days
My love and give to you admiring praise.
I thought how an angel's smile we both shared,
Of the promise, the beauty he will find
As my two boys celebrated how they've faired
And I felt the angel's smile light my mind.
I saw in gradual vision gladdening things
As he grew to sixteen as those with me
Around youth's table that of good things sings;
I saw them all as young angels as he
Not losing innocence but gaining,
Ready for love that we have together.
A spirit overwhelmed me, tears bringing;
The boys were silent and wondered whether
I had pain perhaps from something eaten -
With your loved silver voice I was smitten!
No, Time, there are things unchanged deep in me;
Black holes of life have little sway these days
For my heart is captured by poetry
From a far off land where the gold sun plays
With the words of the Desert Poetess,
So black holes are challenged, love is lavished.
Yes, Time, your change, a not too sweet caress
Cannot rival her claim on me, as wished,
As planned, for her poetry, a love song
Does not age, for the very stars join in;
Without light, Time, you are uselessly long,
Oh but with love's light you stand still and win!
Oh yes, Time, you can change almost all things,
Though never the reason my poet heart sings!
Celebrate that I'm born to smile broadly
By sipping wine in spirit with me now;
That I beam tell the world in poetry;
Explain the happy creases deep this hour.
Old frown lines as I write sweet lines to you
Convert to love lines knowing you will smile
As you look upon my verse for a clue
How love travels many miles upon mile.
Celebrate that I'm smiling so broadly;
Know that your love and my love travel well;
My spirit flushed with wine tells me
Your cheeks, your lips, like red roses of love tell
As does your poetry to the wide world;
Petalled pages - surely from heaven swirled.
If you need to know how through words and romantic situations to increase your chances in love then 'Two Hearts Two Cities' is ideal reading for you. Order through Zora Knight the illustrator whose alluring artwork you will enjoy also.
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