Margaret

The fire in your eyes!

The poet in me.

The cosmos Ad Infinitum.

This is a poem for you.

My energy fields have done their round/trip continuum,

They’ve settled back near your attractions

When I started, it was me inside you.

Those eyes promise much.

I’m drunk with them,

I’m merry in my helplessness towards their passion,

My knees can’t hold,

My defences are nothing around you.

Oh!

That infamous line of yore,

Full of my teenage testosterone and promise,

Laden with prophetic surprise,

‘Magy will come back’

23rd July 2015 at 5:23 a.m

A poem written to honor my wife, the inspiration in her eyes today morning.