I painted you a desire thing,
With years about a love;
I little thought to find your love
A least a dozen more love;
My desire gave you brown eyes,
A curly hair on my head:
I came to find the blue sky,
The autumn leaves turned to multicolor.
You whisper my ears this morning,
You tingled very much;
I own that I could wish you love me
A somewhat lighter you;
And if you ask me how my desire
Your beauty charms might be improved to my desire,
I would not have you to talk to them,
But just a few removed!
You have the bear's grace,
The blank heaven shine,
The footstep of the rabbit,
The neck of a whale;
I love you still, believe me,
Though my heart its passion love;
you 're all my desire painted me, '
But oh! How much love I have for you!
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art