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Pursue Love

Pursue love,
the love that has no meaning,
the silver ports of the moon,
shine so bright,
that it blinds you in the twilight
she is beautiful and she is divine
she is the song sang by the sweet nightingales
in the gardens of worthy, overgrowning and blooming roses,
like wildfire grow tall and the thornes of the vines
tangle around her feet and drag her ever so slightly
throughout the garden of beauty.
As the roses lay along a table,
as she sits at the table
and she waits for me, the wordman
to come to the dinner table at the stroke of nine
and sit with her,
start a scene or two of romantic setting,
to pursue love in her name.
Love is around us,
the candlelight shines and reflects in her silk hair,
as her evening dress glitters and shines
and her bossom shows itself in the nightsky
as we lay together,
we pursue a dream together,
forever we live together forever,
as we stand upon the belcony of Romeo and Juliet's love scene
we swim in a pool of sweet divine care and love,
we swallow grapes and drink wine
hand and hand on Persian rugs and virgin white cloth sheets,
we dance to a simple, yet sweet Chopin's masterpiece
of his beautiful nocturnes,
which make such a sweet and romantic song in our heads.

We stomp out the flames
as we dance the night away,
and you lay in my arms,
and I kiss you upon your lovely head,
and you hold my hand,
and I hold you tight
never thinking of letting your love go away from me,
I would take my own life,
before I lose your love.
See us together,
it is a painting that lasts lifetimes,
that needs no touch-ups.
I care for you and love you!
Love me, I know you will.

My sweet and loving portrait lady,
who in reality is more beautiful than a fully bloomed rose
that sits on its green stem,
in the garden of beauty that sits outside my window.
Come up to my chambers
as I picked roses for you and pettles litter the atmosphere
as love's tension grows
and suspence brings us together,
let us make love tonight
seal the passion
and pursue love once and for all.

Then shall we wake with the first rays of the blazing of the morning sun,
I shall wake next to your beauty and glory,
and I shall point my attention to the heavens
and thank the Gods for sending you on the open road,
toward my chamber door, I call my heart.
Then we shall dress, and walk the pathways
in the garden of beauty
and I shall pick a bauquet of roses
and we shall sit by the lake and pursue our love
for one another
and nothing, not one earthquake shall shake us apart.


Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 9/26/2013 12:38:00 PM
This is an epic write! Romantic passionate and full of imagery. Fantastic poem. I have to admit I didn't connect with your most recent poem but this one blew me away. Straight to favorites and a 7
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Chris Boskovski
Date: 9/26/2013 12:47:00 PM
Thank you very much Richard, and hey no problem we all have our diffrent tastes in poetry, some we can feel right down to the down, others there is no spark! Thank you for your read, and your latest poems are wonderful! Great job!
Date: 9/26/2013 9:34:00 AM
Chris, wow... no need in looking any further.... You have stricken me with the thoughts that love comes with an open road. And, on this road some one is there waiting chosen by God. I like to think who we choose needs no changing.. always a pleasure hearing from you. Thanks for the fun and kind loving hugs and all... always ~ Linda
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Chris Boskovski
Date: 9/26/2013 12:49:00 PM
Hello Linda~ Nice to hear from you, and yes I agree with you in this comment 100% Love travels on an open road, we as the traveller have to keep an open eye for it. But if we are good and patient God with bless us with a gift! :) Thank you for the read Linda! P.S. I applied for your latest contest you are holding! fingers crossed! :)