Byronic Embraces

A Garret Poet

Byronic Embraces
Form: Quatrains

So far from thoughts I held in my teenage dreams,
that web of lies concealed in fantasy’s face,
a simple glance to rip my breath at the seams,
delirium and passion in love’s embrace.

Those poets, whose heartfelt words have deceived me,
their verses of passion are lost in this place;
for love’s wasted inspiring their sonnetry,
when the sweeter tastes are found in her embrace.

I made you gods with the words my mind confused,
the three whose ideals I have woven in lace,
the images of desire, a craven muse,
as my words hunger for my love’s first embrace.

Despising all grandiose senses in art,
as Philistines decry the aesthetic grace;
I now pay homage to truths of my own heart,
which pulsates with passion for love’s embrace

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