Love’s
Warmth
Don’t give it up like Angel Trumpet sheds its petals to the dried ground
Not even, think to
abandon moments when falls stops giving off its crystals
Since the twin’
sparkles fade in the eyes at a point precise.
Though not by
nature govern, or by moment tells
As when sinews
with the bones start rocking soul deep
Until typhoons
howl highest pitch—tails whip fiery but sweet.
In the darkness,
the stars dazzle the tempest’ frenzied arms
Gripping the love pillars unknown—when furnace’
at its hottest.
Your love
Yours are beams that shine the dark new moon
warm light showers bad dream and 'come good
Each dream, I fly to cloud nine—torches the
soul with fiery kisses
Burn each molecule
of flesh and bones renews the failing spirit
Yours a
paradise of life—no pleasure equals or worldliness peers
Yours’ diviner than
divine, lovely\love, beautiful\beauty, truthful\truth.
