Thine

by FTS Miles   Mar 2, 2005


Mine tongue is thine,
to cant philosophy
and art of line,
geography and
curve divine,
savor sweet labium
and sonata refined,
pleasures of intellect
and intercourse defined,
mine tongue to wander
in devotions to thy mind,
a poesy of inspection
mine intent to find
upon nape or tome
of alluring kind,
in broiling research
our tastes entwined,
with no asceticism
do I thee remind
in scholarly pursuit
mine tongue is thine.

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  • 19 years ago

    by FTS Miles

    Yes.

  • 19 years ago

    by Johnny Marlin 2

    Excellent poem, as bob said, i just made a few trips to the dictionary. Wonderful poem, a true love maybe? Anyway, take care and I hope to read more soon... Take care.

  • 19 years ago

    by erely

    I am in awe of how you have woven these ideas together...it is so true and you have expressed it beautifully...
    I must say you forever keep me busy with dictionary in hand....lols

  • 19 years ago

    by Elizabeth Ann

    Divine, fancy, and elgant...not to mention romantic.
    You used a thrill of words in this piece Miles, and I read again purely out of pleasure.

  • 19 years ago

    by FTS Miles

    I get just as passionate about intellectual attractions as I do physical attractions... truthfully, more so. I just have never remained attracted to people who didn't contemplate life and enjoy learning.

    And to have aroused several levels of attraction from one soul... ahhh... a truly rare and beautiful experience!

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