On The Edge Of Surges Poem by John Sensele

On the edge of the wedge between hope and despair
Heightened and strengthened by determination and devotion
To clutch at the latch of the batch where love fell into disrepair
My last portion of caution urges no precaution to enliven my love lotion.

On the edge of the stage beneath the beat of my heart
Laminated, exonerated and venerated by a warmth wall
Under circumstances that sentenced the love art
To a deficit of explicit exaggeration, I advance affection accrual.

On the edge of the page where age agitated for affability
In love libations lapped by listless lips and slips
Engrossed and embossed with the imprint of amiability
In the course of temptation, I try hard the termination of tension trips.

On the edge of the sledge enraged by my outage outrage
Felt, dealt with and knelt at the altar of Cupid
Whose arrows assuage the page of the sage
Whose magic wand lands lovebirds on a reconciliation rapid.