Ornamental Dealings Poem by KarlRomeo PierreLouis

Not in strife do I feed you my love
Do this too, because of yesterday and
I will pledge my memory to you
Not in truth do I set these desires free
Loiter vengefully on these dreams
so to awake my underserved kindness
I have made your face my excuse to daydream
till sin is discovered in the way that I know you
I request perhaps alongside you, a promise broken
so I may know your mortality
with a restful fragrance beneath the easterly winds
to scorch the forest ablaze with your name
whispered below a flight of birds
and a word, an embrace, to entreat
the compassion of my fears
and it must be rendered gracefully
from the dreadfulness of my imperfection
I well know the presumptuous ones who tread
on my soften lips and I concern myself
with only your love
to keep the hue on my heart and weeping strength,
so it is not in blindness do i launch
my faith onto your deaf window pane love
do this too, and the innermost room of voiced
melodies to keep you...