AMBITION TO BE WITH YOU
Let me forsake the jugglers of zeal and the rapacious,
Rhapsodic onrush to ambitious quests; rather, just let
Me admire your quiet beauty and be content thereof.
It takes so little to make me happy tonight and as lovers
There is no need for dazzling each other. Too long have
My affections been stuffed into the giant mouth of ambition
My singular ambition is to be with you an eke out a career
Into getting to know all about you. Let me tally and audit
The debits and credits of our lovers accruing and spending.
While assiduously counting the cost, I will have already come
To the conclusion that the value derived far out weighs any
Liabilities accrued and acknowledge it as a business expense.
Such is the crudeness of ambition that it measures with tweezers
What is incalculable and doles out fawning with the myopic
Sight of a bean counter. May all lovers be forgiven for this.
No, rather give your love freely, never to count the cost, for
Such a beautiful thing should never be weighed nor lost. Let
Abundance of love be admired as art and not tallied or counted.
If being with you be counted as ambition, then let me soar above
The Dow Jones and rocket past the bull market that jumped over
The moon. Let my ambition to be with you trump Trump’s Tower.