|"Kiss Of The Muse"|
The tales of love are written upon the hearts of those fanning the fires of passion under veils of trustworthiness.
My darling, you live in my eyes like a reflection in a mirror and you move around in my heart like a blooming flower upon a stem.
Do not block my path from coming to you, even if darkness is all I have.
Utter these words of love to me so that I might bid farewell to the doubt of loneliness that has held me under for so very long.
Lady Flower, wash my soul clean with your kindness, mercy and strength…the kind that builds up a man's spirit to face this wicked world.
The orchestra of life repeatedly plays the tune of romance and love…a kind of divine sweetness that only a few have come to know.
Darling, utter these words of love to me and you too will hear the melodious thoughts of my poems springing to life with dripping tears from the pages of my heart onto yours.
*Artwork by Paul Cezanne, wikipaintings.org