Ardour calls Passion

Circle in the Triangle

Recite me a love poem
create me a rosy stanza
sing me a liquid song
with violins on rose petals
lips me a kiss
on bowls of ember
singe my heart with heat

Light me a candle
with a stem of a Red Rose
single headed, on a vase
of Crystal
look through the smoke
of my adoration
gaze into my eyes

Loosen the garb of time
scrub out the space
flow it out, the honey
of ardour and passion
scribble with your pen
any word or another name
like Kilroy was here….

Don’t speak
I am the circle in a triangle
two Eights in a row
hugs and kisses too.