Kiss On The Hand Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Ribald timeless silver blade
Azure handle of pearl
I am the marble
The green jade
Formed into sacred temples
Temples of golden lamps
Love makes kings kneel

Silk caravans
Sleep on islands of lava
Blue earth on fire
Jupiter a navel jewel
The soft candle of night
Her hair cascades like dreams
Palm trees sway in moonlight

Caressed like a Monet canvass
Dross burned in the heart of beauty
Vermeer paints the blue earring
Purity the ideal of saints
Romance and chivalry bow
A gentleman I must be
Her ancestry watch like angels

I kiss the hand of my Princess