Wednesday, November 18, 2009

WHO ARE YOU


WHO ARE YOU

WHO ARE YOU
WHO ARE YOU THAT COMES SO CONFIDENTLY TO MY BRAIN
AND CLAIMS IT
WHO SHADOWS EVERY THOUGHT AND ACTION
WHO ARE YOU
WHO ARE YOU
WHO DWELLS SO CALMLY IN MY HEART
NO IN RIVALRY WITH OTHER LOVES I HAVE
BUT IN SOME SPECIAL PLACE YOU DWELL
AND ALL MY OTHER LOVES ARE BRIGHTENED
ANGERS SOFTENED
DREAMS INTENSIFIED
WHO ARE YOU
ARE YOU SOME GIFT FROM GOD
FOR SOME GREAT DEED I MIGHT HAVE DONE
BUT SUCH A DEED I WOULD REMEMBER
AND I REMEMBER NONE
BESIDES, I WOULD NOT BE EQUAL TO A TASK
THAT HAD YOU FOR A PRIZE
ARE YOU THE MUSE THAT BECKONS ME
TO WRITE THE WORLD IN POETRY
ARE YOU THE SONG THAT MEN WILL SING
WHEN WARS ARE DONE AND LOVE IS KING
ARE YOU THE PRODUCT OF A TROUBLED NIGHT
WHEN OVERWHELMED BY SOME NOBLE THOUGHT I COULD NOT WRITE
GOD GAVE FLESH TO THAT THOUGHT AND MADE IT REAL
ARE YOU THEN REALLY PART OF ME
HOW ELSE TO EXPLAIN
HOW EASILY YOU SLIPPED INTO MY HEART AND BRAIN
WHO ARE YOU
WHO MAKES ME GLOW
A CANDLE AS THE EVENING COMES
WHO ARE YOU THAT PICKS ON ME
TONG PAST YOUNG MAN'S GRACE AND CHARM
WHO ARE YOU THAT PICKS ON ME FOR COMPANY
WHO ARE YOU--SPRITE WITHIN MY HEART
THAT MAKES ME LAUGH
THAT MAKES ME SMILE
OH GOD, WITH SUCH A GIFT TO BESTOW
HOW COME YOU GAVE IT ME
BUT WHO ARE YOU TREASURED GIFT
THAT I COME A BASHFUL BOY
WITH POEMS FRESHLY WRITTEN FOR YOUR PRAISE
AWKWARD AND UNSURE
BUT MUCH IN LOVE
WHO ARE YOU


Frank a vollmer

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