From Crimson Love I Shout
From crimson love I shout for all to hear.
To all the shy romantics dreaming of
A lacking lover I assure you dear
That perseverance hence was made for love,
The very same from which I shout for you
To fathom further still the form thereof
That dreams are made but hark love’s never true
And never shall be self-sublime. Above
All things and yet below eternity
Shall I forever shout from crimson love
To blind me from the blinded entity
That so devours our perception of
That scarlet cherry crimson’s loving fruit:
A love so loud it renders lovers mute.
Copyright © Gael Attal | Year Posted 2009
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