under the heat
the beat
your love
can hold
a seat
no matter what
defeat
the rhythm in which
you seek
a feeling to
a peek
is a concerto
without the huit
crucendo turned
a leaf.

love drifts between you
and me like a musical sea
and civilisations thrift  shamrocks
to hold us both close
trees are happy to pose

sincere
infidelity
such a trick
on sincerity
it is easy
to mimick
but not
so  when it ******
the marks it leaves
are sticks
tattoos of a fix
to remind you
that yellow
subsides for shallow
red
to tell you
off when said
and blue
to constantly hue
any chances of you
doing it again.

i am a determined
young man
with nothing but my
aim
my shoulder
and my name
i envisage to race
ideasl with a face
encouragement is main
nothing would do to reign
but i never take
lame
to be a begrudging game
there is more to
the same
more and more
with a tame
but not to filtered blame
to equal less and less
apprehension weighs
why pick up
when you base
measurement with a case.
freedom may want to laze
but i wish it to raise.

i am besotted
the scale of your
love
transports
me
beyond the space
where
time is a pace
and i with it race
catch me
love you back
with a haste
such enchantment
is ace.

little words
big tale
wishing the pale would hail
the title looks so frail

speech to an impediment
wheels
but to a feel it heals
Socrates is kneeled.