Rush in real fast so fast at heart.... <br />Rush in real fast to master thy art. <br />Love is an art so hard to handle... <br />Love throws out all rules not out. <br />Love is hard to hang above my heart's own mantel... <br />Does this art enshrine thy heart? <br />Does this angle capture to heart? ... <br />Reverent of heart as i beseige and beg. <br />You'll be my heartfelt leg for which on i depend and stand... <br />You'll have thee heart's song that is sung deep inside <br />thine own self's craving yearnful band. <br />Thy hand in marriage is what i have searched for forever more... <br />To have yon hand clasped tightly in thee's. <br />T'will't bring to thine a heartfelt please... <br />Bent to knees for loyal ordered sway. <br />Gives blessings freshness to thee as royally stay'ed... <br />Roses swept so dearly to heart. <br />Begins this fresh new heart felt start... <br />Beatment of movement in wake filled days. <br />Swells out loving, emoted of breast spreads to thine heart a renewed <br />swiftness as falsely delays... <br />Time marches on for those in search. <br />To at lastly at last to become love bird's perch.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-s-search-for-lost-loved-perchless-sway/
