Diva The Divine

the following poem is dedicated to all my on line friends those who write romantic poems.


the age of romance is alive and well

in hearts of my friends at the digital sight

the soma's love nectar slither's in their words as they write

like an aged red wine that becomes intoxicating

as it touches the lips of a desirous divine

the rhymes they write opens their hearts

their passions rise as they make lover's call

in sadness and sorrow the lovers are missed as they move on.............


I write about the matter

the matter it is that makes the diva the divine

here is my call for the diva, the divine:

oh, my diva come and share the wine with your desirous lips

let our eyes meet as we seep into each others arms

talk less and feel more as we submerge our passions in one

let the matters of all maters roil our hearts

moment's matter of all matters will come to serenade

our journey into the planetary stride

as we embrace to free each other in heart and mind.