Honeysuckle fawning

Honeysuckle fawning

 

Love, it's time to end our peripatetic wandering

And let the tendrils of grasping hearts rest:

Allow circuitous notions to have their way, to

All-embracing arms of honeysuckle fawning…

 

Our kisses circumambulate the globe

And to think the gods could navigate thus

Would be a misnomer to winged God Mercury

Interposed between Earth and heaven ..

 

Let the crowd exist but our entanglement rule

So, as to be a template to match heart beats

That vie to be in sync with the all too resonate

Never-ending love of Aphrodite ..

 

And if perhaps the Gods grow jealous,

Allow them their own honeysuckle fawning

To place them among essences that only exsist

When all such hearts beat as one…

 

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