Well, looking back at my recent posts its been a week or two since I posted a love poem...or anything particularly uplifting...I'm afraid that my new job has not been good for my opinion of the human race, or of the church. Anyway, this is an older poem, well...its a couple of months old anyway, and I hope that this can break some of the 'people are evil and no one loves God' monotony that I seem to have fallen into.
The pale gaze of a love's sweet glance
A longing for that fragrant scent
A whispered word, a soft caress
To release desire so long pent
Love cannot help but look to hope
To see it's tree of life take root
In ancient ways love finds its soul
In ages past vast wisdom to loot
I see your face and find my heart
The seat of this most ancient desire
Within your eyes my mind is gone
My vaunted reason fails to respire
Love is rarely reasonable but never wrong
It knows no excuse and seeks no recompense
The power of the storm gentled by compassion's caress
Mind would follow heart, and hope not be slave to sense
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