Thursday, February 5, 2009

Love


If two were one, then surely we,
Muses that sing love’s sensual empery.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
To let base clouds o’er take me in my way.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height,
And all that’s best of dark and night.
Let us embrace:
Let there be only your lips’ breath on my face.
You leant to me a moment, crying – ‘Sing
If, as you say, you love me, sing with these’-
Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire
Dividing my delight and my desire,
Lie closer, lean your face upon my side.
Love me through dusk begin and dark retire.
Ah God, ah God, that day be soon.

~Jon Martin

4 comments:

lindsay said...

i love how u use ur choice of words good job keep it up but dont stress over it to much

AshleyLindsey said...

nice.. i like the you put the words together. It sounds so beautiful.

carla said...

I like the way you make words sound so pretty, and the time you took to do it. I loved it keep on writing

Viking Writers said...

(From Juliet)

Ghuh :O That was really pretty~ Is this your found poem? Well either way I liek it~ Very pretty Jon, keep up the great work, you awesome silly romantic you :3