Andrew Michaels

Rookie (Feb.10,1956 / Neosho, Missouri)

Love's Every Thing - Poem by Andrew Michaels

Let me tell you love's every thing
Let me fulfill your heart's desire
You say you want to hear an angel sing
You want to taste the enchanting fire
What words would move your gentle soul
These only whisper what love may know

A hundred words will ne'er describe perfection
A hundred more would ne'er be so precise

Your eyes they gleam of the bluest blue
Your hair the scent of a jasmine air
O to be so close, to be this close to you
And to smell what alluring perfumes wear
Is more than any weary heart should bear

A thousand words would ne'er quite retell
A thousand more should I ever dream entice

Let me tell you love's every thing
Let me summon cherubs of a reminisence
How sweet the memory the words they bring
What sort should verse subdue in love's defense
To reclaim your unblemished heart's radiance

A million words would ne'er be so complete
A million more, more sharpened may suffice


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 25, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 23, 2011


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