A Story of Love

Here upon the poet’s hallowed ground, my soul I bare for all to see, I leave my tale of perfect love and all you mean to me. For years I’ve wandered aimlessly, walking blindly in the night, ‘til your soft and tender kiss unveiled such ardent light. ‘Tis said one never knows, the breadth of true love’s power; like a storm it sweeps upon you, a sudden formidable shower. I stand now as living testament, swept up in its raging current. Logic bows to the heart and soul, overrun by true love’s torrent. Like minds, like souls, like hearts; drowning in self lament, ‘til fate’s fortuitous hand revealed love’s sweet content. Once I mocked the poet’s verse that paid such homage to the soul; playful dreams and fantasies, that spoke of halves made whole. Such mockery is but a fool’s mirage your touch forever changed me; you bore witness to life’s verity; a portent of what living should be. As the tempest cleared away once gray skies turned blue. The pallid now resplendent as I viewed the world through you. Now stripped of past vanities, I stand naked in the sun. My world forever changed, when you and I became one. Emerging from such throes to the heights of ecstasy, your soft and gentle touch has made it all clear to me. My world forever changed that day you stole my heart. The poet’s verse doth ring true; I’m but half when we’re apart. So, my muse, I leave my tribute here where love’s prose grew; the perfect theatre to tell the world how much I love you.