Please dear heart, do not starve
for there the clouds do part;
I see the rays of our Sun’s love
warming my poet’s heart.
I feel the rain of spring renewed
after the bite of winter’s longest day
and in its warmth I find your smile
from these words; I draw my pay.
I am the sheep that you must tend
as I will give you my wool,
but as all sheep will wander lost,
so too will I feel the lost fool
to dance alone on these days of peace;
mournful of my lonely plight,
forgetting that the truest love
is so often hidden out of sight
where two lovers’ distance
can be felt in the ache from my chest.
It’s then that my heart beats wildly against my ribs
to get to my lover’s breast
Drinking About You
A toy of forbidden pleasures A boy with excessive treasures A planet of desires, sooner or later we’ve got crossed wires. so, I’m sorry up front for the treasure map Though I don’t know if I’ll keep it held back since gold out lives old and some hand must have it now or later it’s … Read moreDrinking About You