And With Hands Warmed by Moonlight Lyrics

I received a poem from you on Valentine's

With one condition

If our bond does crumble

Then I must—that piece—return

Made me ponder quite some time

What I'd receive from your possession

Is my heart your art's collateral

And must all your love be earned

Poets play in the glass of their broken hearts

It's sacrilegious to make art a privilege

My craft and love are placed on an altar

Burnt offerings of a sweet savor

Yours are leased

Before vows at altar

Learn to give without fear of what time might alter

Cloudy

But I spot a ray of moon, shining

Never one to run my race slowly

'Cause quickest way down rabbit hole's falling

Holding, thee

Tightly

Is a highlight of the week

For me

I could live in your

Healing embrace

Pray that I don't drown in lust's sea

Penny-pinching

Wincing, when I brought my card out

Thinking, how I could afford to take a girl out

Uni, didn't dish a penny out to help me

Mommy, shouldered all the burden of that money

So, while Ma saw patients

Figured, I, could at least be patient

Graduated early

Figured that was how I could fight prices

And save myself from the system's suffocating embraces

Not without my vices

Yes I lived quite crazy

Danced and drank and more

Nevertheless I wasn't lazy

Learned the art of engineering in both DAW and IDE

Chiseled skill of talking people down upon the crisis line

Manna in the wilderness is now no longer meant for me

Now I feast on fruit of Canaan

Forty years did pay the fine

Reason

Might implore

That I swim

Close to shore

But my vim

Won't be ignored

Question posed

Whom I'd find well suited

Answered

"Someone cute, kind, and committed"

Worry

I'm no more than recreation

Overboard as soon as boat is heavy

Perch until you leave to fly again

She's a, gift, not a trophy

I, look into her eyes, and I see

Why I'm loyal to her even in my dreams

Choosing to water a union with lies

Or with all semi-truths one can devise

Engenders resentment

And weakens foundation of any connection

Remain I transparent

Sink I rather with conviction than float with equivocation

Make my stance apparent, though I ken I'm errant

John Hancock big on each declaration

I, speak in terms of when not if

But I truly recognize that we all operate

Under His benevolent will

If my plans do fall off cliff

I will thank the Lord for making me the soil He did choose to till

Wonder when you say

"If God wills it," if it's a way

To acknowledge His providence

Or so to vent ambivalence

I have imbued my works of art

With the motif of being wary

More than forty thousand profiles searched

To find the one to marry

So I understand you being wise

But I get a sense, that you are hoping

Someone tells you otherwise

Loving blindly's not what I'd advise

But, when you put your glasses on

Please trust the light that meets your eyes

You, elected me, as your captain

Said it'd be a worthy death, if we ended up crashing

I've been approved by, all of your kin and

Each of your friends, gave me, a warm blessing

But I, fear the, way

You'll say, "I do"

Feel terms and conditions

Behind your, "I love you"

Gusty

Evenings in the belly of summer

Howling winds and windows made foggy

By evaporated sweat and breath's moisture