Patron Saint Oli... Touch Me Close My Mary Shelley Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

My heart to kiss
My lips to quiver quaver
In anticipating most
What I have longed to be
In wedded bliss with you beside
Hold me close eternally
Hold me close you tiny dancer
As you dance upon my mind
In thoughtful want to need
You beside me most forever
In weded bliss I long to love you
I love you most in thought to hear
Your siren eyes my heart to soarin wait
in want to kiss your eyes to reach out
As I inhale in anticipation
Fore the seas of time to part forever
To stand in wait for my first kiss
Upon this imposed crucifixion
I wait to hold you dear
I long to sleep with you beside
I want to hear the bells chime
On our day of wedded bliss
fore I am to kiss you on
The chime of wedding bells
And beseech you kiss me close
I quiver quaver at the thought
Of your touch upon my virgin lips


To soar