her lips

the sun seems to set
more slowly this day
reluctant to go
unwilling to stay

the course it traces
enlivens the sky
with tremulous tones
though evening is nigh

why wanders the moon
the dome of the night
chanting this love song
so needful and bright:

“how can you adore
so distant a maid—
in shadows you dwell
your life cold and staid

“the ocean knows more
of the stars above
than you, petty man,
understand of love”

“not true,” i insist
and fitfully rise,
“i know more of love
than mere studied sighs

“my soul hears the waves
of time’s eager flow,
my heart fills the space
of trees as they grow

“the heavens themselves
immaculate gaze
on my beloved,
whom they long to praise

“only her tender
heart can ‘hope’ define,
yet i will persist
‘til her lips are mine.”

salt lake city 10 may 2022

your lips

bequeath unto beggar me this most tender of treasures
and I shall you a message convey by Amphitrite’s grace—

have you noted how the industrious seamstress of the seas
weaves wisdom and wonder into the same delicate fabric?

imbibe you sweetly line by line this simple truth, my love
and of a certainty beyond revelation may you this know:

that the Infinite has longed for just such lips as yours
to bid the waves to rise with but a single hungry kiss…

Çanakkale, Turkey 21 July 2012