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Amo unites us.
Tweren't a man who loves peace more than I
But I'd launch the battle, if a tear fell from her eye-
Not a dew drop would I let unsettle her
nor Mankind's dire failings find her path
by hate or jealousy or grievous wrath.
She makes paltry the concerns of this temple of shadows,
She's like the lamb leading to greener grass and warmer meadows.
She is the spring, humble hope ,
She is human dignified and authentic
and through the darkness of a harsh uncertainty she does grope.
captivating and sublime like the clear starry sky,
She is the last waking moment's thought.
She wouldn't frighten a Jay bird,
Can there be better qualities to be sought?
Putting shame Aphrodite
your spirit a present of charity.
A sister of grace
without an ugly trace.
Purity of a Houri
angelic of smile and eye.
Jovial and feliticious like a Nymph
You stand above other women on greek plinth.
Fast and fierce the brook of passion runs,
I am sorry my sweetheart,
if it's intense grip fuels the embers of fears and shuns.
for you to think upon all that's said and done
I will be ,
as patient as is required of me.
..Tis only in my nature to give myself
I'd be blessed to share this story
- A mutual bank of wealth.
I should trust to you good faith and belief
no Orpheus backward glances
and your gift of balm, temperate hearted relief.
Indecision marks us both
but let it forever be kept in mind,
we're both cut from the same woven cloth.
my poetry may not convince
my offerings are only feelings,
not court worthy evidence.
Let your heart consider and study free
and figure out what it is I mean to thee.
- From Thurs 9th Feb 2012.
But I'd launch the battle, if a tear fell from her eye-
Not a dew drop would I let unsettle her
nor Mankind's dire failings find her path
by hate or jealousy or grievous wrath.
She makes paltry the concerns of this temple of shadows,
She's like the lamb leading to greener grass and warmer meadows.
She is the spring, humble hope ,
She is human dignified and authentic
and through the darkness of a harsh uncertainty she does grope.
captivating and sublime like the clear starry sky,
She is the last waking moment's thought.
She wouldn't frighten a Jay bird,
Can there be better qualities to be sought?
Putting shame Aphrodite
your spirit a present of charity.
A sister of grace
without an ugly trace.
Purity of a Houri
angelic of smile and eye.
Jovial and feliticious like a Nymph
You stand above other women on greek plinth.
Fast and fierce the brook of passion runs,
I am sorry my sweetheart,
if it's intense grip fuels the embers of fears and shuns.
for you to think upon all that's said and done
I will be ,
as patient as is required of me.
..Tis only in my nature to give myself
I'd be blessed to share this story
- A mutual bank of wealth.
I should trust to you good faith and belief
no Orpheus backward glances
and your gift of balm, temperate hearted relief.
Indecision marks us both
but let it forever be kept in mind,
we're both cut from the same woven cloth.
my poetry may not convince
my offerings are only feelings,
not court worthy evidence.
Let your heart consider and study free
and figure out what it is I mean to thee.
- From Thurs 9th Feb 2012.
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