So as to be crazy for living
You may forget but
Even in Spring I remember
Someone in some future time will think of us
Their heart will remember
How to grow and serve the Muse
And never hold on to grief for long
Stand and face me, my love
And scatter the grace in your eyes
For love drives us all on
In bittersweet fate and
From those maladies that nothing can be done
Although only in breath
We pledge our mortal command
In diviner world there may exist
A longing more profound
You may forget though
The Spring will let all beings find this degree
Love will shake them
Like the wild on the mountain
Like the wind in their sails
And cool their burning desire
With the melodies of life
Send someone quick
To come and crazy for me
Help me understand why love
Is said to be a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables
I want that dream, where floods
The sweets of youth, the lace of full-robed moons.
Love will shake them
Like the wild on the mountain
Like the wind in their sails…
stunning!
I don’t read many contemporary love poems anymore, I’ve always wondered why
Good stuff!
Glad you like them Sil
I really love the imagery in this.
What a beautiful love poem! Just fabulous.
Yes the canon of female poets inspire generic if amusing verse.