diligamus nos invicem in aeternum!

every time I see you
I learn more of beauty
and more about its force
like calendula blooms
my captive eyes follow you
like a moth to a candle’s flame
my heart is inexorably drawn
to the intensity of your exquisiteness
may I burn in the fire of this flower
like larks at sunrise
shall my senses sing
among the flames of love

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

idée fixe

ever since you revealed yourself
a wild excitement has entangled me
like a hummingbird near a blossom
in a rapture of love I hover about you
the wings of longing find no rest
till the beak siphons nectar’s every drop

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

pathways of affection

do you hear my body calling to yours
made to give you pleasure is its song
can you sense my soul that wishes
to touch yours in exaltation
it’s like the hand of fellowship
open and simple and without falsehood
do you see into my love that seeks you
by day   by night   forevermore
it is the snare that frees
can you taste my burning desire
it’s honey and salt and aguardiente
do you savor the truth of my verse
of love its fragrance consists
the incense of hope itself

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

plazuela

oh you   my most lovely one
can you see me  for I’m here
even though you’re not aware
a place so tranquil am I
without turmoil   a spot for you
to compose yourself   exquisite one
would I could tell you how much
your beauty completes me when
through me you make your way
oh my sun out strolling
how they sway these trees of mine
how my songbirds trill and then
you wander off with the wind
you carry off my soul

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

astronomy lesson

these other young women whom I see
yes   they’re charming but only in that way
the moon is    the moon that pilfers
from the hidden sun a soupçon of its luster
love   for me you are the sun but
perhaps I should contemplate and study
all these lesser lights   for if I watch you
too keenly   doubtless I’ll go blind   oh my
but what an enviable blindness that would be
for you   my most true   most intimate friend
through the world  you would guide me
you’d never let me tumble save when it please you
we jointly fall in mutual celebration
so   my love   let me be stricken sightless
give me your hand   my lovely one

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

nature’s liturgy

cerulean vault
cumulus clouds processing
alleluia

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

in the beholder’s eye

beauty   you have indeed
a body in bloom and a visage of honey
what a gardener I would be
what a sweet-toothed devil am I

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014