OH LOVE, MERCY I BEG | Poetry

I met love
it buoyed me up
High up in the heavens above
I shared the wind with Eagles
Played among the fluffy clouds
I felt as light as the sea Gulls
I witnessed white roses pop out of their buds

My blood bubbled with joy
the gentle caress of the breeze
inflamed my heart

Oh Love, My request I made
You could pump me up, if thou dost please
and you could cast me down
If that be thy wish,
But I pray, and this I earnestly do

That thou leave me not empty
After thy taunting visit
Oh Love, Kiss me not
and leave me thus hanging.

By Solomon W. Jagwe | © All Rights Reserved