Sunday, April 08, 2012

Love Poem 0.7: To the Perfect One

I felt the familiar night press down:
with its pale choke and irregular heaving,
the uncertain tempo of fear,
and dry stench of despair.

and then there was You.

Oh Eternal Dawn,
pray never leave me.
Whisper of Expectation,
let me cling to thee.

and the pain, becomes good
for it reminds me of You.

Oh Victor of Life!
Like you, make me wild!
Oh Laughter of Morning!
For you, may I sing!

and on half knees I wait,
by the tight shut door,
to find one glimpse of You.

Oh Unutterable Order,
grant thine mind to me.
Oh Delight of Harmony,
grant thine smiles to me.

and back and forth I'll pace,
with trembling grates of worship,
'till the coming of your promise,
'till the hope of sudden wonders.

Oh Simpleton of Beauty!
I'd be a fool for you.
Oh Wooer of the Broken!
I'm in love with you.

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