Love poems(32)
YOU"
If i described you as a bird
you'd be a
dove
and in my mind the song i heard
white sound of
love
were you similar to any fish
the angel fish
would do
a floating presence some might wish
your gallant heart to
woo
and you're as fragile as a doe
demure in dappled
sunlit glade
a side of you i've come to know
and love as much as
marmalade
love,
I_ArtMan
i want you want we want
it was on the dogged hill he crept
the smell of wild hawthorne on his arms
that raised the quiet window for her charms
as bare she lay and barely slept
all golden lying liquid in the moonbeams
not sprawling in wanton luxury
but bent in delicate array
she peered at him in sleepy loveliness
and smiled and held out her arms
"come into bed." she whispered
he slipped in beside her and she shivered
the morning dew had clung to him
and face and neck and chest were bronze and cool
both dusty and damp with wetness of the woods
"shhh" her finger touched his lips
"make love to me."
and as his lips fed hungrily on hers imperceptibly,
the blue light of dawn illuminated that growing frenzy in their limbs
and pressing bellies when the distant rooster cried
announcing to the dormant world that love was born anew
the climax of shared ecstasy all bathed in warming rays of sun
spent and cradled in lovingness
curled together as they slept.
I_ArtMan
About kelly
She fit so snugly in my arms
I was amazed
There's no denying her many charms
Now I'm adazed
I must protect her from any harms
Now I'm half crazed
My heart goes out at her alarms
But I'm not phased
I know I'm strong
I know I'm wise
If love is wrong
It's my demise
If she loves me Then she's the prize
It's not my doing,
God knows it all
He wishes us well, that's all to tell
come away with me...
to an island in the sea
where sloping palms are lazy
looking down on you and me
as we sprawl on warm white sands
entwined and holding hands
cooling bodies in the breeze
upside down we see the trees
and the porpoise smiling says
come away with me...
where the sea is cool and deep
and your troubles go to sleep
and the seashells seem to say
here's how to spend a day
gather us up and line us up until we're all in array
we are here for you
like the mountains dew
on a crispy morn as the sun breaks through
the high jungled trees whose golden blossoms glow
like candles in the dark
honeyed nectar from the tree arms pour
and the flowers shed their sweet perfume
come away with me...
come away with me...
to an island in
the sea
where sloping palms are lazy
looking down on you and
me
"Love is a kind of warfare; avaunt, ye laggards!" (Ovid, Ars Amatoria, II:511)
Sky blue eyes
Beckon boys to caverned rivers pure and cool
So loving light and lithesome merriment
Transform the boldest suitor
Now a galloping fool.
Beware my son… take heed
For eyes so full of promise
May bring a tear or two to bleed
From eyes that call her to their secret heart
The deluge from a broken heart
From eyes unused to flow
the more the salty rivers burn
the flushed cheek of love forlorn.
Love that overthrows life
"what makes me love you so?"
said the boy in the
glade
"I am to meet my god"
said the girl as she stood
and she smiled
as she took his hand, adorable
she was the best girl in the land,
implorable
her eyes were colored like the sky
her hair a yellow
butterfly
her satin skin the sheen of cream
and blushing lips of cherry
bloom
the sun was setting in the trees
the hilltop
whispered with a breeze
"the sunset's perfect from the ridge"
so hand in
hand they formed a bridge
and thus entwined amidst the waves of golden
wheat
the two ascended on winged feet
yes, once aloft upon the hill
the wind their
tangled tresses wove
and breast to breast they took their fill
as
swimming eyes behold a shadowed grove
below that holy hill all bathed with
light of paradise.
My hummingbird is bright and light
a heart that
beats
with all its might
A busy bee she
and ready to flee
if her eye
should see
a wary movement or the silent shadow
of a
predator
a nimble flower's stamen lips
brushed her noble
forehead and with a sipping kiss
left golden seed and a quiet
bliss
But with invisible speed she sped on
then
hovering protected by
a sky blue flower she savored in
precious
weightlessness
a new and honeyed power
a nectar sweeter still than
all...
the juice of love
oh! stimulus divine
flowed through her trembling
body
like strong wine
and suddenly explosions
sweeter than all the
flowers of the world
burst in her mind
and changed her flying form
into
a golden girl
Venus blessed and virgin born anew
Hummingbird II
The hummingbird is light and neat
She doesn't
have a need for feet
Doesn't seem to rest at all
Her wings will never let
her fall
Through the long summer day
While all the other
birds in strange array
Are varied in their idleness
She merrily with
jeweled perfection
Feeds on loveliness and confection
Is this the just dessert
Unending tireless
work?
To bullet home in fine fatigue
And curl in mossy shadows
Beneath
the timeless vigil of the stars
And when the dawn's glorious promise propels
Her
will to do again the dance of life…
Compels her delicate proboscis
To take
it's fill
On yonder greening hill
Bestrewn with colored trumpets climbing
trees
A soundless blowing in a cooling breeze.
at last the great unknown revealed
that
Aphrodite-blessed most pretty spot
of silken fur and my delight
your skin
so pure and glowing white
and amber in the firelight
that lovely mound that was found
more precious
than a vein of gold deep underground
when you gave to me that welcome and
that allness
called full acceptance of my boundless love
and i love you from sweetest head
to tiny toe
and all between
with all those glimpses that i've seen
how you love me
through eyes so fair
that we should fit like hand in glove
gives
nature's purpose so sublime a reason
that our union was of perfect
love
for time eternal not just a season
our gift from god, a taste of
heaven.
can i say our love
is pure?
when can love
be
truly sure?
when i hold you in
my mind
then my heart
glows
i am kind
when warm gold flows in
our veins
be not
troubled
by life's pains
i remember our last kiss
even parting can be
bliss
love, you see, has many many charms
you are there
and i am
here
but i can feel you in my arms
i can say our love
has power
nurture it and
it
will flower
now let's be grateful
for all we have
health
and happiness
and all that jazz.
i can feel you in my
arms.
love,
I_ArtMan
I am drinking
the dark green algae
Of the celestial pond
I breathe the rarefied
oxygen
Abundant in the higher valleys
Between
the white mountains
I Rest my head on a mossy bed
Beside a crystal
stream
And dream…
That god
has made me to enjoy
His work
And you
And you were a parting gift
To
teach me love
I lost
my self
In you
But regained my soul.
i don't know why i love you i just do
but you're
as pretty as a picture
and as soft as eiderdown
you may not know it
but
you're sharp as an arrow
and rarely miss the mark
i am so blessed and
lucky
that you're aiming at my heart
i guess i'm done for, i surrender, i am all
yours
because you are as sweet as honeydew
from radiant smile down to
twinkling toes
and i will go the extra mile for you
at god's pleasure
because you see he knows
I Love You
I love you like the golden sunrise
like the
lotus opens with the dawn
my heart unfolds to take the
light
you give me life
i'm laughing like a
child
last night while sleeping
my laughing outloud twice woke
me
and i thought of you
and smiled and entered
sweet oblivion
with you
when the dawn's orange clouds
sprang across the
turquoise sky
your eyes were on me
and i practically fainted away
with
joy for loving you
i want you
because i love you
it's true
i
have plans for you
don't be afraid of me
my first act of love
is
still to keep you free
in this you are my dove...
free to fly, and keep my
love.
but you also are the huntress tall
with
ambitions strong and iron will
i'll not detain you long at all
then i
promise you your fill
just let me place this yellow buttercup
under
your chin...
ah!! i thought so
but loving butter is not a
sin!
let's spend some time in cloverfields
let's play
a little game i know
in fields where four-leaved clover grow
i'll be your
slave for evermore
if you find first the shamrock four.
i would love to kiss you
every night
every
morning
your face lit a fire
in my inmost heart
the
waxing flame
dispels all light-shy demons.
i am the receiver of the light
but i myself am
glowing
the knot has been released
ribbons of sunlight are
trailing
from my shoulders
my waist, my thighs
diamonds are dropping out of my eyes
and i hear
only the music of the 49 spheres
now my life has become a furnace
smelting
golden replicas of everything
and all the world is new
I_ArtMan
k.
today is my birthday
the first day
of
my future life
i'm letting go of useless strife
today i do decree
this
binding principle of the free
it's royal to give
and royal to
receive.
I am the king of my domain and rule with merciless
delight
inflicting pleasure and bearing pain
the only being with whom i'll
fight
a hero's land circumference three
the power of god to keep it
free
from selfish aims and foolish claims
nor dreadful fears
nor
counting years
appointed unanimously my enemy yields
to the lord high
seneschal of elysian fields
to sail as captain at the helm
abiding in this
sovereign realm
of magic mountains
and streams of nectar and pure
cream
to feed the innocence of my dream.
today i am one
tomorrow i
am two
if your heart i have won
then i will have you
my math may seem
wrong
but that makes three
according to the holy trinity
i affirm and
you deny god's will be done
that we be one.
Me me me
every fiber of my being is saying "don't go"
I
had imagined more love, but you don't care (yes you do)
she loves me, loves
me not, petals falling one by one
we have all the time we need to be
sixty
minutes is an eternity
and buying socks but five minutes you see
it could
be clocks or rocks or even a tree
a drop of time squandered away from me
I
want you climbing all over me
on my blanket and tiger towel
spread out on
the soft soft sand
on the softest sand
I see you bobbing in the waves with
me
cheeks all wet and lips and hands
and being still and beautiful, and i
draw
immortal art in adoring lines whose form
can top the famous
painting's charms
and i'll have you tanning in my arms
I guess i'll have
to make some gold
and puchase precious freedom sold
and offer me to be
your slave. Why,
i'll spear a golden pompano!
and broil it over sea grape
coals
and serve for you a feast, you know
of denizens in clarity of coral
shoals
and all the rarest fruits of jungle trees
star-apples and cherries,
jackfruit, mango and coconut
with crabs and oysters, spiney lobster and
gooey uni
topped with plover eggs
and we will live above the ground in
airy rattan luxury
bamboo blinds and handmade chairs with potter's
wares
and hanging orchids plethora, and oh!
the scent of fragrant
oils
the purple frangipani and sirius (night-blooming)!
and gardenias, of
course
come and go with me to that island in the sea
where the rainbow
dawn, messenger of wonder, wakes us
and the twilight stars in the bluest sky,
tuck us in
and smile on us silently with mystery
as if they love our
love
I_ArtMan
MY MOON, MY LOVE
I,
in the quiet twilight
searched for you
delved in the dusty horizon's haze
and felt bereft as one who's beloved
is gone.
someone has eaten the moon i thought
and refused
to eat.
with double-eyed intensity
i returned again
and scoured the
scene of the crime
with hungry eyes.
i stared until tears blinded me and
my belly growled
Where is my lovely moon?
She was right there last
night
Right there.
And she was radiating a light i've never seen
before.
and lo,
a fingernail of light appeared...
sinister crescent of
brilliant silver bright.
There was my pretty moon
who could have taken a
bite out of her?
god must be napping on his throne
i pray he'll wake and
restore her damaged side
and heal the lack of light.
god but winked at me
and slowly grew her former
luster
right before my grateful eyes
and thankful heart that god sleeps
so lightly in the night,
that tiny prayers bring back that might and glory
and power
that also grew the myriad stars and
us.
I_ArtMan
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My white pony is wild and skittish
But faithful
and dependable
When, by the cool crystal clear spring
I sit gathering the
strength of the mountain
She nuzzles my neck and urges me to
ride
We ride like the wind blows, pure joy
To the
bright village and back again
Content to return to the greater spirits of our
valley.
Here, we can make the rocks sing
And with the dancing grass
commune.
What does the dancing serve to prove
But God's
existence in the spheres
Whose reason grows with universal applause
All
the love that flows in hearts turn gold
And gild the gates of
heaven
Ode to my keltic muse
my desire for you is like the ocean
waves of
love keep lapping at the shores
the more i know you
the more i love
you
and i haven't begun to plumb
the depths of your timeless
beauty
If i were your nightgown
my happiness would be
complete
the more i have the more i
want the love i feel for you
your
touch, your smiles, your laughter
my touch, your melting, our breathing
together
our trembling and mounting expectant sighs
have mercy on me, poor beggar of your bounty
you
are my treasure
and though sometimes i may begrudge
to share you with the
world
i hoard your image in my heart
and save your scent and even
essence
in my mind and feed on it as
the gods partook of ambrosia and
nectar
in sacred splendor
above the clouds of ancient
Attica
I_ArtMan
It's you
Of all the things
I've ever wanted
To call
my own
And keep forever
Promising to cherish
And care for
It's
you
Oh kelly
Oh kelly that I love, my lady love, my lady
fair
She's used the knife which cuts through air
The sharpest blade, the
blade of truth
If I were hurt it were uncouth
The guillotine was swift and clean
Hardly a mark
could be seen
And with dry eyes I loved her still
But bewildered watched
my heart's blood spill
But reason and order kept their grip
as I am
the stern commander
of this lonely ship
a frigid wind swept
in
no not this test again
oh I have failed again
oh why
did I love again
I searched the sky for a sign
Ignore this
bursting breast of mine
And then young warriors' sweet comrades fell
And
for a moment I entered hell
At human tragedy I began to cry
Because we all
are doomed to die
We're born to love and bound to lose
On oceans wide and
boundless cruise
Then the captain strong and tall shouted "hold
fast"!
It's just a gust of wind against the mast
Of sturdy English wood
it's built and built to last
Let go of love let it go past
So bang the drum we must with might
The ship
must go on with the gruesome fight
And life becomes long with the falling of
night
And life becomes weary with the dying of the light.
I_ArtMan 11/19/2003
Our lips
our lips were meant to meet
and our bodies form
a union
like a puzzle now complete
and our hearts designed to beat
in blissful
harmony
that happy tandem breathing
like ocean waves
are evidence of
deeper swells below
our spirits' dual destiny foretold, a
mystery
two pillars of an arch triumphant
to frame the blazing setting
sun
for glory falls from heaven
when two souls both are willing
when
touching bodies share and care
and as a wholesome pair pass through
the
veil of darkness rent
and obstacles asunder
ascend the stairs to
heaven
to meet with shining countenances
and childlike wonder
together
in paradise
I_ArtMan
sure you willed me to come
to use your
essence
for my joy
and that was your joy
and my muffled face
was smiling ear to
ear
bemused i was to hear
you laugh ejaculate
like silver bells
sound
in the still and starbright night
of winter
the soundless blanket
white.
inside, a quiet candle-light
suffusing spent
bodies
languorous limbs locked
melting into flannel warmed with
love
drifting away on a silvery white cloud
There will always be a river
There will always be a river
At the bottom of a
hill
A place to sit or wander
That leads into the wood
And in the wood
A mossy bump
To rest ye in
the shade
And if the beasties pursue you
Just follow the river
To a
sunny sylvan glade
This is where we doff our clothes
And show off
to the sun
Apollo loves out bodies tan
And aphrodite fills our
veins
If you follow further
And wend your way
upstream
That water clear and lovely
Leads to rocky brooks
And quiet
pools
That step up to the greening hill
Til finally with dripping brows
Sit down and
feel your heaving heart
And here we cool our naked feet
And swivel round
And scan the wide horizon
Now you will see how small and pretty
The
serious world appears
And wonder at the power of simple things
That
brought us to the source
Of the river of our dreams
Visions
In my heart I keep
A shining star safe and
deep
I look within at you
And see the virgin virtue true
That Venus
Power to inspire
Which translates love into desire
But if you're twinkling
in this troth
You'll find my love enlightens both
the steady incandescence
of this fire
will never never ever tire
I feed my love with visions
Snowy white egrets
on the wing
Haply on the river sing
Of river's constancy
From ocean to
spring
And there's a noble glory
In white
companionship
And flying through the air
With steady strength and
ease
They make a perfect pair
As they're lifted by a
breeze
I_ArtMan 10.28/03
what can distract me from these lovesick
thoughts?
a glass breaks and reminds me of your laughing
the sun is
shinning but cold raindrops stab my hot skin
that was your cool lips on my
forehead sizzling with desire
i try to read of austere saints in desert caves
thirsting
it's like my thirsting for you.
a salty soup might help
i
read the 'shakuntala' by kalidasa
and if the king converses
with the
daughter of the god and
some sweet river nymph
i see us walking close
together
in easy friendship
tasting our loves' growing
ease.
I_ArtMan
July 15. 2003
What do you do when you're down
And nothing
seems to work
You seem like such a jerk
Can't even clown around
Or
make the crying sound.
This is the hardest test
To work without a
rest
To overcome the doubt
Of what this love's about
Jump start my heart
The clock has stopped
The
fruits of love turn cold
And I am feeling old.
Now the thought of you
Even makes me
blue
How can this turn around
Be stamped out
Revive my aching
heart
And warm my chilling bones and toes
Only your real breath on my cheek
Only your
perfume
Only your closeness
Can cure this strange resentment.
Words
Words cannot convey
What my heart would
say
Love is just a word
Way too often heard
But silent smiles
Knowing glances
Tender
touch
Mean so much
What more can I do
Except to change my
view
From inward out
And drop the pout
And go on loving
you
I_ArtMan 11/08/2003
yes to love
loving you is as real as
rocks
but i also love humanity and grandfather clocks
and i love art and
chocolate
great books i love an awful lot.
yes to all that's good and true
but most of all
i just love you.
my favorite movie can't love me back
and that you do
you'll never rue
you're the only one i wish to woo.
"and when will wooing end?" say you
when skies
turn green and grass comes blue
when fire is cold and ice is hot
if only
you don't tell me not.
cool lovers have a taste for truth
like heroes
of the sun
as long as red blood pumps in me
my heart's desire i'll find in
thee.
There are seven distances between us
The length
of a bowshot can be miles
You are Diana, the huntress
Full of strength and
reserve
You are closer when you're miles away
And in my thoughts and
heart.
Sure, I deserve to be showered with kisses
And
my child will glow with gratitude
And give full measure to a surfeit in
return
Then mingling senses
Leavened awareness, rise above the world
In
a mixture of melody and rhyme
Of fragrant form and sweet
surrender
The domain of the gods is vast and endless
And
experience is mostly wanting
That the blasts of poignant love
Form
crystals in the body of the soul
That we might revive our faith
Those
mysteries unknown abound
To save us from a selfish fate
And tragedies
divined in time
Played out with a crisp intelligence
Intrepidly with honor
and the prize…
Our love transforms our natures
And burns to ashes the
cruel disguise
Sweepy head
The silence is deafening
And the hole is
getting wider
Running on empty
Head thing filled with sawdust
Maggots
squirming to the open mike
How many days to de-tox from a bird?
From
paradise?
The sun will rise a hundred times
Before I love the morn
again
I know what's mine now
Nothing
I begin to
live with a big heart
I call the big heart god
When I am on empty
The
big heart kicks in
And gives me all I really need
Serenity
The opposite
of wanting wanting wanting
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