Melancholy rain drops fall all about me, everywhere,
in shades of black-bile.
I am again lonely where there is only one, there
should be two,lover take me and "love" me under Jupiter, kiss me beneath Mr. Moonlight "you", sing to me as Venus shines down on
us from afar,
kiss me under that stars so bold and bright,
kiss my toes, tell me you know my melancholy soul.
Tell me you "love" me so loud and clear,
hold me near your heart, tell me I am the best part
of it all - the very best part of the flowers, of the sweet honey bees, of the green trees, of the pretty white & yellow
butterfly; melt me with your eyes, warm me with your
heavenly lips, make me hot with your earthly needs, give me untold bliss with your kiss and then
as if in a long overdue "wish" ;three times I do sing out to you, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me and never let me go,
and then after I write this poem, I again will be all alone,
and dreaming someone really does "love" me.
By Peggy Meeks-King