to Erato with love, of course

I find it amusing to watch in awe
All of your sundry manifestations
As they blossom in waves around your mind

The way you dance your delight with laughter
Across the room into my silent life
Sparks my mind like dry leaves off a bonfire

Your hand upon my shoulder in passing
Pushes all my random thoughts instantly
Onto the focused clarity of you

Your presence inscribes my heart with desire
To pour forth like a bottecelli spring
A voiceless plea to beg on bended knee

For the chance to tell you that I want you
To give me words to sing into your mouth

(August 2011)

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