My Love Lubov

The breeze flows in upon the night
I see you in sleep as blessed with sight
I hold you and dream of our Zanzibar home
With you, I'd never be alone

As long as I wake to your passion brown eyes
Even with crooks should I sympathize
for nothing so beautiful is like your hair
making my stomach warm and warming everywhere

your smile is that of one thousand graces
and I see your beauty in a million faces
as I can never escape your aura
I am stuck with you today and tommorow

I linger in duldrums until I'm without you
A face takes a poem but you have taken two
rest well my lovely for we meet in our dreams
but without you a dream is just what it seems

I wake to you tomorrow
until I see your face I'll cry with sorrow
but all you need give is an upward glance
and this poor soul becomes entranced

Yes just one gaze shall make my life
and all that was wrong shall soon become right.

To Worship

I wake to tepid morning air
expected to see you but you weren't there.
The fear of day glorifies the night
to see truly is to do it without sight.

Harken to the alter now
to give whole hearted from above the brow
the hearts of men are heaven sent
behold the irrelivant become relivant again

So I bequeath my sword to you
to plunder or build as you might do
but heed my warnings and my prayer
wherever you go, god is there.

My child, see right as right is true
in verdent pastures, it also seeks you
steadfast glory or stray from the flock
await thy wrath or bounty on your block

I wake to ardent nightmares too
but never should I wake, if not for you.