Wishes And Whims Wither Poem by John Sensele

Delight to me you didn't bring
To flowers and hours you fastened string
To my needs you paid avarice attention in Spring.

Traces of distress you stressed on my face
In your hands, you held avarice ace
Gridlock you inserted into place.

Sluggishly you did move
Your chances and dances couldn't improve
You poured lukewarm light into my gregarious groove.

Once or twice, I ask
Why love belaboured a tender task
If only delight could frolick into my fantasy flask.

Sometimes, wishes and whims wither
As long as you dither
I couldn't care less either.

Why should I lose sweet sleep
If you fantasize fruitless rides in your jeep
Such time truncation I can't afford to keep.

Leave me alone
I ain't no clone in your zone
Although with you I break a bone.

Sail away from my life
Your company calls too much strife
No more games to gallop on my fad fife.

Goodbye fantasy
Welcome enchanting ecstasy
For my heart longs for bliss on a sentimental sea.