MacGregor Tagliaferro Poems
Dear pretty muse, open your eyes,
How can I sleep when you lie near?
Were I with you all night I could,
From sleep be free and never need.
Alas, my dear, you are not near:
And sadly, I must lie alone.
Unless you join me, in my dreams
Then these days can go on and on
Halcyon days never endin'.
You shall find wherever you sail
Me all the while attendin'
To and lovin' you without fail
You, in infinite ways inspire
These words, this vision, this desire.
Come with me so that we may cling
To these days we cherish and sing.
For without this,...
All That Matters
I must let my poems ride their luck
On the back of the ardent breath
Of a lovely, fervent woman
Must let them soar across the sky
On the winds of true abandon
Seekin' beauty where it may lie
That my friend, is all that matters
That is all that I can hope for