A love poem, with a backing track. Written because I kept hearing songs on the legacy media glorifying single life, and it annoyed me. The dating scene is probably very difficult these days, but to will to union is the divine will (the whole of the law). I love you Monika. NFTs: https://www.poetry.me.uk/blog/nfts/ Books: https://www.poetry.me.uk/books/ ================================ Smiles that get shared with locked eyes, From far apart to by her side, To and fro, and give and take, Woven words can tempt hearts awake, Struck by all that could be, She and him, you and me, Have the strength to let go, Don't lead merely follow, The Gods above have a forced hand, Ode to goddesses of the land, Heat makes tears rise out from the earth, Out of flame creation is birthed, Dice in play rolled by fate, For his move she awaits, The will speaks and commands, Unioned not by mere chance, He wins her with charms, She falls in his arms, As one becomes - More than just one, Slowly losing all track of time, As only one thought fills the mind, Touched and moved by my thoughts of you, As our heartbeats rise, forth we're drew, A scene both long to see, King and queen meant to be, You have to show your cards, Reveal your ace of hearts, The moon reigns when the sun is gone, But the sun burns in everyone, Separate and yet somehow entwined, Longing for each other to find, This story's never old, Again and again re-told, As he wills a union, She then wills to join him, He wins her with charms, She falls in his arms, As both become - The same as one,

recital of Good health, bindrune, poem. NFTs: https://www.poetry.me.uk/blog/nfts/ Books: https://www.poetry.me.uk/books/ ================================ Happy within one's skin and self, Feeling the best you've ever felt, Ready for what may well be dealt, Needing for no spell to be spelt, Feeling now that you're at your best, Rested, feeling fully refreshed, Ready for whatever comes next, Ready when if put to the test, With verve infused with every breath, With the spirit of youth, be blessed, Fully replenished with each rest, Go forth at your spirit's behest, Pearls remain from the bloom of youth, Not held back in the life you choose, From what's dealt, a royal hand's held, Here and now in the best of health.

Shakespeare sonnet#1, recital NFTs: https://www.poetry.me.uk/blog/nfts/ Books: NFTs: https://www.poetry.me.uk/books/ From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel: Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament, And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content, And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding: Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.

NFTs: https://www.poetry.me.uk/blog/nfts/ Books: NFTs: https://www.poetry.me.uk/books/ As night hath stars, more rare than ships In ocean, faint from pole to pole, So all the wonder of her lips Hints her innavigable soul. Such lights she gives as guide my bark; But I am swallowed in the swell Of her heart's ocean, sagely dark, That holds my heaven and holds my hell. In her I live, a mote minute Dancing a moment in the sun: In her I die, a sterile shoot Of nightshade in oblivion. In her my elf dissolves, a grain Of salt cast careless in the sea; My passion purifies my pain To peace past personality. Love of my life, God grant the years Confirm the chrism - rose to rood! Anointing loves, asperging tears In sanctifying solitude! Man is so infinitely small In all these stars, determinate. Maker and moulder of them all, Man is so infinitely great!