Star-World Of Your Eyes © Surazeus 2024 05 02 When I look deep in star-world of your eyes I feel vibrant essence of how you feel, so I sail bark of my aspirant heart across wild wordless sea of arduous faith to find safe haven of your precious heart on quest to bring you treasure of your hope. Shipwrecked on island of confusing thoughts, I crawl jagged rocks of uncertainty, pummeled by passionate waves of desire that toss me back and forth on angry fear till you throw rope of considerate love so I can transcend high cliff of despair. Lured forward by dulcet tone of your voice that flutters in dark forest of concern, I follow Mercurian wail of lost faith to blaze new trail in tangled vines of lust each time I pause to listen with clear trust till I find you by pool of eager love. Asserting purpose of romantic hope, I climb from sea strand of uncertain waves, through shadowy forest of mocking doubt, to climb steep trail of surreptitious clues that hint at your clandestine hope for love which motivates my quest to find your grove. Approaching covert gate of paradise with furtive foray of agile pursuit, I pluck sharp thorn of anguish from my heart, long forged by flames of passion with design from painful bane to key of honest faith to open locked doors of your secret soul. By giving treasures of my heart to you without expecting any in return through careful attention to all your needs, which I provide with calm alacrity, I hope to open fear-locked heart with love in tune with bold sincerity of truth. Yet when I penetrate grove of your heart and find myself in walls of your safe home, I hesitate for fear of hurting you, till gaze of starlight from your gentle eyes fills me with soothing calm of ecstasy so I relax at harbinger of trust. I look all day in star-world of your eyes with bold security of honest trust that you accept love beaming from my heart because you bloom with smiles of laughing joy when we together tend fruit trees of faith, and generate new life with kiss of hope.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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