In Pierian garden shrines, <br />I will place roses in your hair <br />And we will sing of amorous joy and poetry, <br />We will drink a subtle wine. <br /> <br />You and I have an imperishable love <br />More beautiful than golden bracelets <br />On slender wrists, more enduring <br />Than Egyptian pyramids. <br /> <br />I will lie down on a soft pillow <br />Of early summer grass like a small child <br />And with my eyes closed recall intimate details <br />Of your magical and captivating loveliness, <br />I will wondrously dream of your ankles <br />Being caressed by the clear cool water <br />Of a shallow stream as you wade for smooth stones <br />And pick up little seashells. <br /> <br />My desire is untamed and my compliments for you <br />Are as innumerable as the countless stars <br />That decorate the midnight sky and guide our way <br />Like ancient prayers that cannot be revoked.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/imperishable-love/
