Holy Moses! (Shall We See the View?)

Holy Moses! (Shall We Oversee the View?)           December 16, 2013

When I look into your eyes, mon amour,

And I see those baby blue skies, the dove

Doth fall 'pon my burden'd shoulders

As I have push'd those giant boulders.

When I see the light o' my sunrise,

I only notice you, and amid my rise

I pray 'pon the pulpit o' my heart

As God paints, and you are His art!

Holy Moses! My lover, my doll!

Shall we oversee the view o' it all?

Looking on o'er the Seven States,

And I? We shall forever live our fates

As one in unison with God's Nature,

O' our love's nuances, the nomenclature

Forever to thrive amid cotton blue skies:
I love you, doll, always breathing sighs!

Let us sprout wings and fly away

To our Xanadu and Eternity, fair Mae!

My harp and your arrows, Cupid's tools,
Our harmony to create, we poetic fools!

Our posterity so bright, 'tis so blinding,

Our ardors 'tween us, our contract binding
Our love 'tis eternal, we conjugate our tryst,

And as we exchange vows, 'tis our wist,

A covenant o' with our God, 'tis so Divine:

Till we cross River Jordan, always in line.