OH Love

O! love to me is but a season – Seldom does it overstay, And tho' I pain to seek a reason, Like the dream, it fades away To leave me once again in awe Of how the heart can render raw In loss of love; but then to soar Atop anew! – and hail adieu! To her who fled from chance I gave To see us wed: Then on, To court another fairer face – And lose again in end of chase! I curse the seasons evermore – They tease me thro' their metaphor: Starting fresh, their vigour young, Yet oversoon, the ditty sung.

bitter blow of love

Love! you dealt a bitter blow – You lay me cross the mortal plains, Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show Of tearful clouds: eternal rains To weep at my enduring foe Of harsh reality – searing pains of Destiny: dependable propensity To fool myself repeatedly That I could ever triumph over love!

kiss of my love

Your beauty overwhelms me As I wrap my arms around you I press your softness tight Great passion fills my inner being I'm captured in your embrace Your eyes control my very soul The touch of your lips, heaven Forever frozen in time All else fades into nothing