Another poem by request for “Poet Rummager”, I suppose a poem of new found love, but oh so gushy, for a man who was 62 years old at the time, when a cupids arrow sent me into a whirl, like a child’s spinning top. I now find the words a little embarrassing, displaying how vulnerable I was then, and probably, I am still now.
You gave me your mountain of love.
You showed me the valley of passion.
You gave me your river of happiness.
You showed me your ocean of kindness.
Who am I to deny you.
How can I resist you.
Now, yearning all of you.
Now, time is you.
You gave me your sunshine for living.
You showed me the moonshines warmth.
You gave me your world of devotion.
You showed me your universe within.
Now, has come again.
Now, I love again.
Now, I’ve arisen.