I seek Shakespeare...and John Keats... <br />to counsel my mind on how to clothe my thoughts... <br />I seek Robert Frost...and Edgar Alan Poe <br />to show my heart how to please a lady with enchanting words <br />a lady who has stolen my heart and given the key to where she keeps it <br />to the seeker of truth and confessor of men... <br />I seek Socrates to seek his advice on the ways <br />of love and passion as viewed from a world that is jaded... <br />and yet even as i find them a thousand years later since <br />there time...in the timeless galleries of our books <br />and legends told to us by yesterday...no none <br />can make me clothe my thoughts and feelings... <br />none can make be able to bridle my passion and desire <br />of you.... <br />for you makes me abandon all caution and chivalry that we men are taught...to be macho...and be all i can be without a care to what the <br />society around me will say... <br />to let love fly in my heart and let passion be my sight... <br />for you...makes me long for tomorrow... <br />the lady whom my heart beats for....<br /><br />Steve Biko Wafula<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-blessing-6/
