Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Romance After Dinner



Yellow tiles and silverware
Come, let me play with your hair
The patrons glance but I don't care
There's only room for two

Come, let me play with your hair
My heart's on a plate and tastes of strawberries
There's only room for two
Your eyes make music like violins

My heart's on a plate and tastes of strawberries
An engagement ring floats in a flute glass
Your eyes make music like violins
Joy to kiss your lips all night

Artwork By Joseph Lorusso

Written For The Mag & O.S.I.


15 comments:

Helen said...

Love the beautiful repetition in your poem ....

Judy Roney said...

Romance served on a plate. Love this! The ring puts the seal on it. I really like the form of your poem as well as the content.

Satya Rekha Ramaswamy said...

Amazingly romantic... And a unique style of poem writing... Enjoyed!!!

Berowne said...

Picturesque and idyllic. Well done.

Heather Fields said...

Aaawww to be in love. I wonder if anyone was watching. Silly thought but public displays of affection are sweet as long as they aren't too heated. I enjoyed the poem and the repetition. Thanks for the beautiful imagery.

puntos suspensivos said...

love this!

Geraldine said...

very romantic! well done. love the image too.

Lady Whispers said...

Romance is the word <3 Beautiful :)

Green Speck said...

Wow ... this is beautiful ... I loved the stress on playing with hair !!!

Sue said...

*sigh*

just lovely

=)

Carrie Burtt said...

Love the form in this....beautiful writing indeed! :-)

Harshad Mehta said...

There is a place for only two. Well said.

Jim said...

Love it, W.G. ~~ My favorite line is "My heart's on a plate and tastes of strawberries ..."

I proposed to Mrs. Jim after we ate at a Mexicon restaurant. That wasn't as romantic, no strawberries.
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I forgot to come back the other day, sorry to be late like this.
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Sean Vessey said...

Romance is delicious

Sean Vessey said...

Romance is delicious