Why I Love You
Hold not back as these words reach for your heart;
Let the words work more than their usual worth;
Drink, let the taste linger, goodness impart;
Let your mind be led where words walk earth,
Leap rivers and oceans and become dreams,
Ride the romance, dance in candlelight,
Let words join breast and chest under moonbeams,
Say my name as I say yours holding tight,
Let my name enter as yours enters me.
Hold not back as these words reach every part,
Let the words work more than the melody
As words enter and excite and good-love impart.
Let the words of my mouth, my pen, my all,
Every letter, every sound, win your soul.
1.
Since youth I've searched for life's real meaning lost
For thoughts of mine not bookish seemed best banned
And only now have found books' faults, with cost
For thoughts of others not mine thwart my hand
As connection's not best with some long cord.
As one can larn from the watch maker's watch
About the watch maker then efforts poured
Into the study of ourselves won't botch
My Love, our connection, life's connection.
Books do not mention your name or my name
But to touch your arm to gain attention
I feel life's wonders - you from me the same.
Such meaning, such happiness books don't show -
Since youth I've searched for such wonderful glow.
2.
It seems you will that words should disturb sleep
Where meaning learned meant what it meant through school
Yet loving you words jump with life and peep
To see if more than school learned things can rule.
Isn't it enough this heart has you holding
Without my lips speaking phrases stamped new,
Wild dreams no man can wish sleep through, bringing?
Wish I could share this new rich meaning too,
As Poet to readers, not to cause sleep loss
But provide secret love-links that can't break.
You are binding me to you and I'm cross
Time took such time to burn me at love's stake.
Ears are burning to hear you words' meaning -
'Sleep or awake we welcome new schooling.
3.
So often I reach out for you with claws
And nearing soften once my mind takes stock
For gentle in fact am I; best limbs pause,
Let pen show desire with longer slow shock.
Without fast slump you've taught lasting pleasure -
The birds of the sky wing more slowly now
Knowing from you, distance is strength's measure.
There is grace in waiting, more grace each hour
In stillness watching your beauty beckon
With mind fast working with pictures compiled
Telling you with words, word-pictures of fun
Becoming more artful, making us both wild.
Don't give in until I've perfected things -
What if weak flesh lets down strong poetry's wings?
4.
At the great feast of the whole world's harvest
I'm a guest it seems where others are not.
In the great nest where the world's lovers rest
I'm a guest it seems while others are not.
I do not leave the feast or nest in protest
I'm a guest - most unfair others are not?
My lover's beautiful; count her the best,
I'm happy though it seems others are not.
I give praise not blame that I'm so blessed,
Praise for the feast, praise for love - some praise not.
I provide for my sons, let our Maker,
Our Father and/or Mother do more or not.
True I wonder why now I'm loved more -
Poets with more or less love help solve states poor?
5.
Your lips have spoken birds from well-built nests
Which sweetly fly to those in sorrow's grasp
Where leaves fall and flowers are strewn, life's cruel jests
That suggest art in Nature's touch can't last
Yet you leave notice on our doors of hope;
You will listen and may come tomorrow
For heart to heart whispers wearing love's cloak
With stars and magic circles of moon's glow.
Long having lived without love we welcome
You who crowns the weak and new believers
In spirit-flesh love above proud world's sum
Where below long's not what it delivers.
Your lips have spoken owls and doves to me
And their wings brush away weak ecstasy.
6.
The Angel said 'Dear Poet After-life's pure,
After-life has beauty, After-life's bright -
Guess not the Maker's mind, all is secure.'
'Dear Angel, pure's white snow, pure's my love's light;
Is pure in Heaven purer than these two? -
And shades her clear eyes, makes her lips dull seem?
That such a Heaven's not for me is true!
In the skies where the good go; our dream,
Is beauty better than the rose, my Rose?
Her beauty would look dowdy and frumpy?
Oh such a Heaven's not where this Poet goes.
Her bright eyes flat not sparkling would be shown?
No Heaven would hold me that mocked so love -
The Maker must remake Heaven above.
7.
Oh wisest woman in the world help me -
I'm in love and long for complete Earth deeds
But chance that her spirit holds me only,
That flesh has Earthly reasons, though it pleads
On both sides - strong reasons for not touching.
'Dear Poet confuse not acts of love with heart -
I see you're struggling, flesh you're wanting
But flesh on Earth halts when from Earth you part -
Select not flesh of poor spirit with pain,
For forever is a very long time
Without gain, without comeone's sweet refrain.'
You make it clear, true happiness is mine
But Earth time would drag with spirit only
Unless with spirit we create 'earthy.'
8.
When I don't know your mind, your woman's mind,
A mind much sharper than I'll ever know,
That sees bookless things as though books are blind,
I was lost and now I've found ways to grow.
You're but a little girl and I'm a boy;
A littler boy with weaknesses known well
But with brave front, wicked grin, strong-will ploy,
Love for you, shows to catch your eyes of Hell
Any lack, any wrong track makes you smile
Then I come to my own, can do no wrong,
The part any man can play, play with style
Where both lady and he break into song.
When I was up I was up; now down's gone -
This little boy's smarter than he let's on.
9.
Red rose petals on your hip as you lie;
I watch them fall as each sigh heaved moves all;
Makes Turtle nearby to the Goldfish cry
'He should tell her she has your curves that call
A man out of his shell and eye full well
How her tail does show the soul of the rose.'
'Now Turtle watch me not her - here's her sell -
She should not show she sees these tricks or those;
Funny things like you do yet quiver her tail
And so Turtle, he's outlandish and tries
Fast swimming, on his back glides, being male;
A Turtle and Goldfish love pair.' She sighs.
I watch the red rose petals from your hip fall
Unaware I have no say in love at all.
10.
Release me from love and lust for things else
Where lesser life I'll see; cracks in pavements,
All the things hidden, the covered up whelts -
Leave the Palace, mingle with those in tents
To find new meanings why the world is here -
Feel weakness, feel small, lead the unloved well
And earn praise through no heart lift help unfair;
Find the wealth in hardship then the world tell.
Release me from love and lust - too good's bad -
Floods and heat waves is Nature's way it's said.
Let me have a trickle, let me be sad -
Take away songs of love, take away my bed.
Let me preach of little love, false love's strength -
Release me from love and lust one hour's length!
11.
Make real this love that stops short of kissing
Where hearts beat as one and spirits are wed -
See blood flush my face from your blood pounding
And so happy days more happiness fed.
Love is not dulled by dishes or snoring
And lasts long fired, no death due to coldness
More so, so full of life death would be sting
Though we joke 'twould be nightly glorious.
Make real this love to chance such unreal death,
That mock parting comes from flesh not spirit.
You be my murderer, see my last breath -
Better than dying home alone bit by bit
Or suddenly by email that love floods
Yes! eyes fired by my death from swells and bloods!
12.
I look into your eyes - obsessed no doubt-
A thousand times in life you'd be dismayed.
Looking away burned deeply's your pout
Rivaling your eyes that talk without lips' aid
And it's then lips fein moves with wicked words
Of spells which steal my heart though touch flesh not;
Called thoughts then fly from me to you like birds.
Oh how many ways have you me the plot?
To own my spirit never to seek flesh
Yet pleasure and have pleasure beyond blood
Until the universe plans bodies' mesh
When glad hands not eyes speak like Noah's flood.
I lift my eyes from your paper lips and eyes
Knowing we'll kiss not solely in the skies.
It is clear he speaks not, breathes not her name
And smiles more at others - where lies the blame?
Home he goes thinking all is lost, love's gone,
Sadness is his where once on them love shone.
If there was a billion dollars would you
Intrude and try till you are black and blue
Until they speak and breathe the thoughts they will say
With more smiles than for others, love games play?
If you succeeded, didn't pay them to lie,
You would probably have found how love's sigh
Can be caught and taught past and new deepness.
Survey long marrieds, priests, teachers, nurses,
Presidents, Kings and anyone you like
But romance is the thing to give love spike.
The romancing of two hearts of two cities far apart, half way around the world apart, is grand romancing. Order 'Two Hearts Two Cities' through Zora Knight the illustrator of love that speaks, breathes and sighs. knightly100@hotmail.com
Dance with heart to songs of the mind!
By David A. Doolan
© 2012 David A. Doolan
(All rights reserved)
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