that will dance like music

against the tips of

my fingers

something that will

tell a timeless beauty

of the ageless love

my heart is feeling

but this poetic play

is no more than a lover's plea

a vain attempt to win her heart

I am the proverbial court jester

spinning fool for the lady's hand

my mouth wants no more

than to drink the passion

that falls from her lips

my arms want to embrace

all that she calls life

all that she feels love

all the pain, the passion

that makes her

the timeless classic that I love