Lovesong.

Scoop me up
Wildflowers
And stones
And an altar build
On the dining room table
Where all gather in
For hot love
Cooked in copper
Kettles
Magic herb and spice
Layered expertly
Warming heart
Soul
Body
Mind.
Leave the cares
Of what bothered you
On the other
Side of the
Threshold
Lend me your strength
I’ll supply it
Back to you
In love.
Gather up funny stories
People and
How they do –
Tell me about strange
Wonderings
And wanderings
And surmises
Theories
Curiosities
It’s all so funny
To me and you.
Bring me strong hands
Soft eyes
Fiery heart
Igniting passionate
Stirrings
Gentle sweeping
Goosepimple rising
Promises of sweetness
Just after “bedtime”.
Whisper in my ear
The good things
Which remind me
To you
The things worthy
Of our good time
Things creating
Our future fortunes.
If I am your
Genie
Your wishing well
Your cup of eternal
Then speak the words
You want life
To bring you.
My strong-flighted
Wings span miles
Into the heav’ns
Tell your muse
She’ll get it for you.
Simply ask.
She’ll pluck
From the galaxy
The words and the rhymes
She’ll tune into God’s
Radio
And give you the time
And seeds that’ve
Been planted
Blooming for you
This harvest our love
Together
Unstoppable –
True.
So it is!!!!

speak.

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