Wm. Josepf Cardwell - When Melancholy Dreams

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I am willing
Desire has shaken my mind
And quickens in love at your laughter
Thin fire spreads beneath my skin
Down from the blue Sky
As dusk sifts through trembling leaves
Dusk sifts with wild flutter through my Heart
As I hear
The Melody of your Approach
I am willing
But too much is enough
Though you are my Lover
Take for wife a younger woman
Find a newer bed to warm
I cannot bear to be the older
As a Sun set next to a Rising Star
All colors tangled together
Old age and wrinkles so soon
Her Light is ever a reminder
Wise in many movements
These Memories of us
Know that now
Our Name Is Gone
With honey in her words
Enticement with her hands
She fills your mouth with plenty
I am willing
For all of a sudden against my heart
He shocks me all over again
A quivering in the thighs
Strengthless in the knees
And I yearn
That I could stay!
Joy go with you!
I say! Weaker than water
Downward tears I wove into your hair
When we stood so close together
Washing off all that wrong upon your head
I am willing
But Dawn with small Golden Feet
With quickened heart
Runs me in circles
I don't know which Way i am running
My mind is part this way, part that!
Happiness, no! And Hope neither!
When Fury rages in the Breast
A heart speaks from wounds alone
I beg that such discords
Of mine never reach the sky
My word of honor on our friendship
Deep in the cushions of that softest bed
A place of birth & bridal
A place of consumption & death
I will lay again to catch my breath
To endure this grief of Love
Perhaps, grief laid to rest
Is the blackest Earth's finest sight
But to me
It is whom you love!
I cannot believe there is any Girl
Under the Sun
Or shall be to come
Blinded by Deep Grief
That she may open again to Love
But if so, may that girl
Come to be my lover
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I am willing
Not for you, but for others
Someone, I'm bold to say
Will remember us
In times hereafter
Heart's Hunger - all can understand this
And I laugh in joy
Surely, some small fine voice
Sounding in the wind through the trees
Or hovering in the buzz of wings
Will sing of us
Even if it is but
EROS - Weaver of Myths
EROS - The Sweet & The Bitter
EROS - Bringer of Pain

Written by:
Wm. Cardwell

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