Tell You, I Shall Tell You

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Tell you, I shall tell you, then, as it has been my prerogative, I shall tell you once again…

For the ways I love thee cannot be gilded and packaged like an ornate piece of fine jewelry

Your beauty is not like a flower which shines briefly, then proudly fades and expires

A single moment spent alone with you has more value than the annals of history can show

My mind sees a panoramic expanse of everything the world has to offer

The width and breadth of such is great enough to bring utter stillness once beholden

Creations so amazing that each alone could encompass a lifetime of study

Very few have eyes that can see all that I see, and even fewer are open to those sights

Speaking in terms of the love we share, this should not come as a surprise or a comparison

Evermore and everlasting cannot be measured by the depth of a glance or the sight of an eye

No matter the expanse, nor the gathered creations, or the singularity of the view

Nay, the depth of the collective soul we now share is the only measurement of care

Lest we not forget the sights or glances, for they are what feeds that shared soul

Those flowers which give their spirits to us when shared in dazzling congregations

How you look when you are deep in thought, unmindful that anyone might be watching

A single ray of gold bursting forth from behind the high mountain peaks at daybreak

The peaceful faces of the fruit of our love as they rest peacefully in dreamland

Glimmers of beautiful visions, moments of transfixed sights, milliseconds and microburst

Words alone cannot express what the eyes can see, nor can the eyes write their memories

The sounds and sensations of everyday cannot be captured in their purest essence

Yet, each and all are part of the waterfall spilling over the edge of consciousness

Verses of the past have always drawn the conclusion that the eyes are the windows of the soul

But I pose this thought to you my love for it has not been approached and deserves some time

Whose eyes are the proverbial window to the soul we have shared for so many years?

Is it yours, where oceans collide with coral reefs and hues of blue never before seen are created?

Perhaps mine, where splinters of light penetrate from the dark reaches of the rainforest

Cavalcades of interwoven chestnut, mahogany, walnut, and ebony trees protecting its secrets

Tis not something to say for what is ours belongs only to us come matters of the heart

Yet still, I find myself captured in a thought pattern where my only care is to dwell on thoughts of you

Such a pleasant quandary to find oneself in, where perfection, rapture, and love are abound

As my prerogative is, so it shall be and tell you of the many ways my mind has captured your image

For beauty can be painted in so many ways and the canvases of the galleries of my heart are all yours

Tis easy for me to draw your sight, as too can I paint it, or sculpt it, or simply become it

Sharing a soul does that for a couple…tis true, for the feelings cannot be falsified

The beauty I touch is also touched by you and when I am afar, you do not feel alone

You see my love, so much can be claimed by those around us, but in those claims lie nothing

Truth, the most pure of all truisms lie deep in the swirls of that central pool of eternal happiness

How I do relish that the simplest truth is that the depth of the pool itself has an infinite ending

You see something as eternal and complex as the love shared between you and I cannot end

As profound as it may sound, neither did it ever begin either…it always existed in the ethereal plane

Over time the energy simply drew us together, pulling at our heartstrings when we strayed

As the raindrops flow together to form puddles, then ponds and lakes, and finally rivers and oceans

Thus was journey the waters of our souls embarked upon, flowing towards one another

Wrap your warmth around me my love, let our waters intermingle and our thirsts be quenched

For my love shall always be your comfort and your beauty will always be my beacon

It will guide me home whenever we must part, even if the time be only a matter of seconds

Drawn to me forever shall you be my darling, on outstretched wings you shall dance in the heavens

And together we shall enjoy the abundance that our love has provided us with.

Wine for Two

 

 

R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

4 thoughts on “Tell You, I Shall Tell You

  • January 28, 2017 at 2:00 AM
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    Ralph, I saw this come up on the random romantic poetry and just had to read again – it is beautiful and one of my favorites.

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  • February 1, 2017 at 11:08 AM
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    Thanks Phyllis – ironically this piece is also one of my favorites

    Reply

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