Of Love…And Such

You are here by my side,

All the world is now a paradise,

And paradise like it always was.

The breeze, calm; the sky, bluer;

The grass, greener and the birds, merrier…

Has it always been such a sight! I wonder,

Was it always so gorgeous! I ponder…

I cannot think of an abode mieux,

Is it in your arms, or among this bliss!

I reckon this wasn’t so toujour!

I reason something evidently changed,

That the soul soars to great summits now,

It leaps and bounds with ecstasy –

Through meadows of realm and fantasy!

I cannot think of an abode mieux,

Is it in your arms, or among this bliss!

Exploring all without, I now turn within,

Look at that one apparition,

Who conjured up this vision!

I know her from memory,

Yet, she appears so unlike.

Those dark brown eyes,

Realize my entirety,

Those high held cheeks,

Complete my panorama,

Those subtle full lips,

Fulfill my language,

And that flowing black hair,

Adds grandeur to my demeanor!

What a haven have I found here,

This rendez-vous with an angel,

I cannot think of an abode mieux,

It is in your arms, and not among this bliss…

Mieux – better,

Rendez-vous – special meet,

Toujour – always.

My Muse – You’re Back, Or Are You…

It’s been so long since I first met you,

It’s been so long since the last!

There cannot be an excuse,

Nor any recompense at all;

All that’s left is regret - deep deep regret,

And regret shall it always remain…

 I was too naïve, and willfully let you go,

I was too selfish, and left you astray,

I was so high horsed, to leave you mid-way!

Then the agony began, and continues to burn…

After such a long time, after bearing so much,

You’re still there - a tiny little speck,

In my all-burnt heart - a tiny little amber,

Glowing in spite of you,

Among the ashes of stomped hope…

You’re still there,

Giving my cold heart

Some warmth among the ruins,

Yet a speckle of love, and a hope to live…

Tried a million times to snatch you off

This filth of a heart that I called mine,

And tried to make peace with nothing that I had,

Left all and sundry what never could be mine.

You managed to cling on and stay fixed as you were,

Giving warmth when needed,

Yet burning me alive…

I’m all but charred now,

None is left of me,

I’ll keep it simple now –

Please come back to me

If I am, yet a bleeding heart,

And if there’s nothing worth,

Torch the rest of me…

OMG!!! What a relief penning it down...