I lie under the starry sky
And find myself thinking
Of You and Me:
You and Me:
That's all that
Really matters:
You and Me:
In this rhapsody
Composed for us:
You and Me...
Be it on Route 66
Or a forgotten path
Of walking past Rome's
Masquerade of 'marketry'
You and Me:
Laughing...carefree,
Without worry
Everything for just
You and Me...
Just like we were meant to be
On Pluto, Jupiter and Mars
And then Venus and Mercury;
Till we both landed right here
On this planet of blue beauty:
Oh Yes! Just You and Me:
Your laughter resounds
All around the night air
The surreal melody
Makes me so much happy:
As the heaven resounds with:
symphonies of You and Me...
As if the angels too like singing
About God and about:
His Will for You and Me:
Yes, sweetest darling,
So is it meant to be
In God's great book
Comprising His decrees
And each creation's destiny:
Yes, I have glanced through it:
It is written quite plainly:
Our fate is You and Me...
It's no more a mystery...
Ask -- if you like - 'Ariel'
Shakespeare's own fairy.
And from her too will come:
The revelation in whispers:
It's all about "You and He" --
Meaning nothing else,
Other than the divine truth
Of unalterable reality:
"You and Me"....Oh Yes!
My sweetest darling,
Believe you me -- it is just
We -- meaning You and Me
For each other
For ever and ever
As ordained by the Almighty:
It will be the Creator's orchestra
Beautifying the love song
Of all the love songs artistry
Sung by the entire galaxy:
It is just about the two of us --
You and Me -- Oh yes, my blessed love,
It is about us both: just You and Me.
Hmmmmmmmmmm...........
Well, me thinks thou art a wee bit too drunken sire! <---------( my best Shakespeare here! laughs) Alright, we get the picture, you don't have to shove your gloating ethereal love down our envious poetic throats ( but it was a lovely piece, maybe a bit overly flowery for those for whom it was not written for but hey, I'm sure your Miss Perfect Everything was bowled over by it and that is all that matters) Anyway, glad to see that the cat finally dragged you back in the post poems door.Was beginning to think that maybe you and the 'bare reloved' (oops make that the rare beloved winks! now who is a wee bit drunken eh? jk) had sashayed off to some remote tropical island to fish for pearls, drink cocoanut milk and weave grass skirts for your own private romantic plays as well as lovely thatched hammocks to lounge around in under the palmy shade just off the isolated beaches.) smiles! Do I sound jealous oh no, not at all! I'm just in a silly mood and I know how my lighthearted teasing lightens your own mood. As always, all my best to you and your strangely unavailable beloved. winks.
P.S. You know right? that I think you make her up just cause you are scared of me! Ha Ha! (as i am such a frightening sort of woman!) That is it, I just figured it out. She is your beard to protect you from me and other comparable poetesses like me.Your ruse has been upended sir! I shall rally the legions to hunt thee down! Ladies woman your posts, Lie at the ready now charge.........to emmenay's tower where he cowers from us we ride. Charge!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!( howling laughing, you know I do enjoy my ramblings like this as I know you will read them and merrily laugh. Be sure to hug your beloved her and assure her I'm entirely harmless and uproariously joking. Truly loved the poem. as always, you know who! ............. so why type it?