From a serial hobbyist
I finally understand love in it’s vastness in 2023. I’m thankful to God.
This poem exemplifies that journey to date. I have many more thoughts I’ll express later but this is a start as I find the words in others.
Ask me no more where Jove bestows,
When June is past, the fading rose;
For in your beauty’s orient deep
In that space between heartbeats That transcends time I can feel your aura Blend into mine
I can feel The weight of your soul I see the fire in your eyes And it makes me grow…
Breathe in me the way to love
You That I may learn to faultlessly love You
I’m not a republican either.