Ah, Love

Ah love, what earthly paradise

Ignites the splendor of your sighs

Where I admit with half-shut eyes

That I am quite betaken

Not merely by fair face or form

Or by the sweet, soul-rending storm

That rages where your touch is warm

And leaves me fully shaken

Ah love, what torment you ensconce

Evoking agonies where once

We thought that love was the response

Of Want fulfilling wishes

But now with boldness love declares

More than the blush of silly stares

Or famished flush of morning where

We rent the night with kisses

Ah love, what tug-of-war thou art

A flying, falling heart to heart

Where we vowed ‘til death do us part’

And nothing here can sever

As we shore battlegrounds within

For making love cannot begin

Without; but roars beneath our skin

Bound in one word; Forever

© Janet Martin