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Parfüm der Liebe (Love’s Perfume)

My dearest’s eyes are nothing like the sun,
Her lips cannot match life’s red, not one;

If snow is white, her breasts are dun to sight,
Her hair like fire, red as stars delight.

I’ve seen roses, in colors bright and bold,
But none in her cheeks do I behold;

And in some scents there’s greater delight
than in the breath that from my love takes flight.

I love to hear her speak, though music’s strains

Which holds greater enchantment, ’tis truth I maintain;
I’ve ne’er seen a goddess, but my love walks the earth,
And when she treads, it’s with mortal girth.

Yet, by heaven, I deem my love so rare,
As any that false comparisons ensnare.

:: 04.30.2023 ::

Poet’s Notes:

The poem “Parfüm der Liebe (Love’s Perfume)” is a modern adaptation of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130, with some variations in wording and imagery. The speaker describes his lover in unconventional terms, comparing her to elements that are not traditionally associated with beauty. The contrast between the natural and the idealized forms of beauty is a central theme of the poem.

The first quatrain compares the lover’s eyes and lips to the sun and coral, respectively, and finds them lacking. The second quatrain continues the unconventional imagery, comparing her breasts to dun-colored snow and her hair to black wires. In the third quatrain, the speaker admits to having seen more beautiful roses than those found in his lover’s cheeks, and suggests that some scents are more delightful than the breath of his beloved.

In the final couplet, however, the speaker asserts that his love is rare and precious, even if it does not conform to conventional beauty standards. The poem suggests that true love transcends appearances and external attributes, and that it is the inner qualities of a person that truly matter.

Overall, “Parfüm der Liebe (Love’s Perfume)” is a thought-provoking adaptation of a classic sonnet that challenges traditional notions of beauty and love, and emphasizes the importance of seeing beyond appearances.


What Love Opposed by Love?

WHAT more? If by love then by heart.

If by beauty then by lust.

One by Soul as the other by action while perjured,

the Soul, that is called blame and extreme,

is but a soundless song bird and sinking sun.

Both lost by Light requesting new days.

:: 04.30.2023 ::


It’s All Love

The world is on fire, and no one comes to save me,
But you, my love, you rescued me and set my heart free.
It’s crazy what desire can make us do,
But meeting you made all my dreams come true.

It’s what I feel — I can’t say, but my love is many
times alive today.

It’s love, that you need. When I try my best to make
life succeed.

I never thought I’d find someone like you,
And the thought of losing you is something I can’t do.
I don’t want to fall in love, just to get my heart broken,
But with you, I’ll take the chance, my love is now spoken.

It’s all love. That you need. And I try my best to make
life succed for love.

What a wicked game you played, to make me feel this way,
But what a beautiful thing it was, to make me think of you each day.
You said you never felt this way before,
But I believe you now, I can’t imagine loving anyone more.

By my side — And I know, I can do if I give my love all to you.
And it’s love that you need — so i try my best to make everything
succeed.

I don’t want to fall in love, just to be left in the dark,
But with you, my love, I found my own little spark.
I don’t want to fall in love, just to feel all alone,
But with you, I found my one and only, my heart’s new home.

Tell me why our love is so strong and who am i?
Tell me why beauty is the scenes within your eyes.

The world is on fire, and I thought I’d never find a way,
But with you, my love, I found the strength to love and stay.
It’s amazing what love can make the foolish do,
But with you, my love, my heart found something new.

I never thought I’d find a love like this, until I met you,
And I never want to lose you, my heart belongs to you.
I don’t want to fall in love, just to have it end in tears,
But with you, my love, we’ll conquer all our fears.

No one compares to you, my love, you make my heart sing,
No one can make me feel the way you do, it’s like a dream.
No one can take my heart away, it belongs to you alone,
No one but you, my love, my heart is forever your own.

And tell me why is my Life so beautiful with you?
And who am i? Only living with your love by my side.

:: 04.19.2023 ::


I NEVER THOUGHT OF MYSELF (Emily E. Dickinson)

I cannot help but feel afraid
As I approach my final days

For what will happen when I’m gone?
Will life go on, or simply fade?

The world moves forward, ever on
In spite of all the pain and strife
It cares not for my fleeting breath
Or for the end of my own life

But though I fear what lies ahead
I cannot help but feel some peace
For I will join the countless dead
And all this life will one day cease

And maybe in that final sleep
I’ll find some rest, some sweet release
And though the world will still go on
I’ll be at peace, at last at ease.

:: 04.14.2023 ::


The Little Thing

WHAT are we looking for within our Lives?

What are you looking for within our Lies?

is it precious or just depression
that eats our Souls?

We wander within the veil of what we call Life

And squander precious moments
because of our fears

No  matter if youth or old age
the fear still remains

and we fear the little thing
once strong and monstrous
now called fear.

:: 04.09.2023 ::


IF by Chance By Once Love

Please be kisses
instead of missing
misses of thoughts

the Mountain head
is the piece of
your fearful Heart

i tip-toe and find
you — hiding there.

Oh, please sweet hugs
instead of history
forgotten as us

oh the horror!

Never asking for answers
or simple smiles

i am hallow and waiting
for science to answer
am i dead or alive?

Evil and Death came
but never ate me

but here i am.

For how long?

:: 02.14.2023 ::


NewsPapers and Taxis and Texts

I saw it in the trees, in the way they leaned and twisted
as if in agony, a warning I had missed.

And then the night it happened, our hollow tree in flames,
and firemen running frantic, like ants in frenzy’s games.

The signs were there, but I chose not to see or hear,
the patient pine that fell, the maple’s snap severe.

Now as the world transforms, and all around me shifts,
the yellow house dismantles, fence lines torn like fabric rifts.

Ponds become backfilled graves, cabooses turn to tanks,
eagles to vultures morph, and wild grass to tiled ranks.

In this world of change and flux,
I whisper to myself,

“I should have known,” like Emily,
my heart a quiet delph.

For like her, I too see now,
the truth that I ignored,
the warnings that were given,
the signs I should’ve adored.

:: 04.04.2023 ::


Territorial Markings

Fair maiden went on her knees and leaned o’er me, with a certain sensuality that doth both thrill and repel.

Her voluptuousness was deliberate, causing mine heart to race, yet also to be filled with unease.

She didst arch her neck and, like an animal, lick her lips, whilst mine own throat felt the tender,
quivering touch of her lips and the hard press of two sharp teeth, barely grazing my flesh and lingering there.

and bit me.

:: 04.02.2023 ::


The Dead Castle In the Skies


Oh, how I long to be with thee,
By the sea, where we are free,
To talk and dream and build with glee,
Our castles in the air, you see.

The ocean’s breeze will softly blow,
As we share secrets none shall know,
And watch the waves come and go,
Our hearts a-flutter, all aglow.

The world may spin and time may fly,
But here with thee, I’ll never die,
For in this moment, you and I
Are infinite beneath the sky.

Oh, how I long to be with thee,
By the sea, where we are free,
To talk and dream and build with glee,
Our castles in the air, you see.

:: 04.01.2023 ::


\YOUR CELLO THROAT MOANS/

As the sun departs and the moon ascends,
I sense the beast of teenage bliss, my friend,
The silver orb of night casts eerie light,
And I roam, unseen, in the inky night.

Seeking a morsel that’s delectable,
Beware, for my arrival is formidable,
From the depths of my soul and broken heart,
I am a living corpse seeking a part.

My visage, a ruse, to lure you in,
For I am a teenage zombie, with a grin,
My prey, like Mona Lisa’s smile, beguiled,
As I, with bliss and blood, am thus styled.

Run, run, when I am on the prowl,
My savage heart yearns for a feast, a howl,
The city, a jungle, and I, the beast,
A teenage fiend, obsessed, unleashed.

I crave the most, but accept the least,
A zombie of blood and bliss, at least,
The hunt is on, and you’re my prey,
My fangs, they gleam, in the light of day.

Oh, the ecstasy of my teenage years,
In blood and bliss, my hunger nears,
For I am a creature of the night,
With teenage bliss and blood, my plight.

:: 04.01.2023 ::