Thursday, September 27, 2012

CREED



A moment of reverence, a lifetime of creed
Trapped in the reverie, I refuse to be free!

The elegance you boast
The audacity you possess
is hope to the vanquished,
and an impetus to progress

The startling endurance, the vivid lure
with not a touch of vanity but grace
You stare at me, looking demure
so alluring that I could just embrace.

I refuse to blink, for I am in awe
of your blushing raw sensuality.
That I seek solace in your bosom
serenading ballads of thy beauty.

If words could express what I feel
I may very well be a lover
But from expressing I recede
as I wish to be in love forever

A moment of reverence, a lifetime of creed
Trapped in the reverie, and delighted to be!