David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,045 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

To An Offer Of Young Love Across The Internet - Poem by David McLansky

Heartless Time mocks our meeting
We're out of sync, and Time so fleeting;
Our proposed pleasures too long delayed,
Our travel plans, out of phase;
Had I suspended Time's declension
By scientific incantation,
And halted Time's cruel progression,
We'd tangle Time in our possession;
But the hooded monk at us jeers
And separates our love with years,
Confounding us to mourn our Fate
Across this bar by this cross-gate;
I would have kissed your proffered breasts
Throughout our years and been so blessed;
But jealous Time, cruel, and evil,
Disjoints us with this clever cavil,
Acquainting us across this net,
I stumble as you pirouette.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 3, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 3, 2014


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