Oh,take me hold me,love me like you do
With kisses sweet commend me to your heart
Love me like a tea of finest brew.
Love me like a coxes pippin tart.
oh,dance me,swing me, let me feel alive.
And let me feel your melody anew.
We get what we desire yet don’t deserve.
When one is made from love between the two.
Oh. lend me your maths textbooks for a while
I love irrational numbers like a child.
and transcendental pies do me beguile
i feel tonight my numbers dancing wild.
So ambiguous is my attitude to men
I wave and then I particle again
Some men are absent from their heart and flesh
They inhabit not their feelings nor their breast
To dine with them is never what we wish
I’d rather eat with genuine holy ghosts.
if we fail to enter into being;
With accident and trauma felt too soon
Or. with a mother tortured and unseeing,
We linger sadly, helpless as her moon.
Is it possible to come home to ourselves
When failure marked our earliest attempts?
Will love spontaneous ever us dissolve?
When often forced back by our own dissent?
Will night’s darkness be more than a death shroud
Covering with its cloak the selfish crowd?
As altruistic as a hunting wolf
As kind and caring as a starving rat.
Some he traps with words and some by stealth;
And some he gains by psychic aegrotat
his needs are great ,and stubbornly he looks
for women who might fill his vacant heart
Yet love comes down by grace and not by will
His lovers be bohemian yet smart.
He searches endlessly without much trust.
Unsure if he will recognise a mate
Into torment former loves are tossed
Ambivalent,uncertain,how to wait?
We cannot live by will without desire
For old flames turn into a hellish fire.