Pause, My Love, and Kiss Me
Why didn’t I pause you,
on the way out of the wood…?
I could have paused you.
Why didn’t I kiss you,
on the graveled over path…?
I could have asked you to kiss me.
There is not sufficient time,
In the span of human life…
Not enough time to show you
Waiting with Mumford and Moses
I anticipate
falling heavy
into your arms
I know you
will come home
without a harm
And I claim
the promise
that these days
Where I’ve knelt,
and suffered,
will blow away…
Virginal Love
Who is she who can know my sorrow?
What woman, blameless, has lost the love
of a good man?
Truly, if I am without fault,
and he without guilt,
what woman can know my sorrow?
The Turning Point…
And I could have tried to make you happy a year ago by taking you out, but I didn’t. My point is, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it because I believe I am supposed to fight for you. We’re supposed to be together…
Receive, Oh Woman. Receive…
In me is generated the
love of the generator…
I receive my beauty.
Shall I speak of my beauty?
No….
Only he may speak of it.
Upon the Shore
Upon the shore, I stand and wait
A mast, a lighthouse
In the nook of the cape
And the wind whips my dress
It batters and beats
Its paltry attacks
Borrowing
Borrowed finery
Borrowed future
How long do I have to wait for you,
wait for the future?
I have borrowed
against the day
When my disguise
will fall away…
I Believe
I believe he will come back again
I believe this is not the end.
When flowers bloom, when Love commands
Christ will not let this time extend
And when he’s here vs. when he’s gone
the time shall flow like years have come…
The Trinity of Times
In the expectation that three times
I shall know
In the complication that twice
have come and gone
In the coronation of marriage
within my soul
I tremble, and I wait
The School of Love
Story half over
I recognize the text
Best of tutors,
test of wizards
Set me to the school of love
City
The walls of my city are a garden
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 3
What shallow depths will such exquisite eyes explunge in my heart? Such bewitching eyes?
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 2
Today, she sat upon her throne as upon a rock of refuge in the ocean, assailed by the pounding waves of questions and looks and simpers, and carefully, stoically, she kept her gaze straight ahead, looking neither to the right, nor to the left, nor into the eyes of any person.
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 1
She looked out her window at the courtiers filing past below, two-and-two: the wives flirting with the bachelors, the husbands ignoring their women in favor of business, and all their children neglected at home, and she shuddered. No, it was not to them she wished to show her splendor.
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