Accord Aeon Aeonium Velours 1819

Good: our choice, bloom open voice vibrating,
Attraction magnetic peeping
through entries in safe-keeping.
Artful Ariane, anticipating,
blond head, from horn escaping,
from fears and tears joy reaping.

Extension of my dreams, of my thoughts,
inextricably caught
in firebird glance safe, shared, sought.

Good in my heart, zephyr light tinkling
in your smile, echo humming:
both beginning, second coming,
pleasure inking, winking, thinking
of sweetness polyhedral,
words worlds blossoming as one,
bidirectional joy won,
heartfelt kisses' bliss cathedral.

Here your words from wait translating
nothing rough, nor bluff, souls sweeping,
over time and distance leaping
soul for soul's eternal mating.
Of good, time's hues
of life, rhyme's tempo,
of happiness shared halo.

(13 November 2008)

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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