On a pedestal stands my god Bathed in crystal emerald light- Smiling down on me tonight- Swathed in vapours and fog That float from the nearby bogs In my eyes it is clear to me With his white gleaming skin- Hard stone beauty welling within- Completely what he seems to be Is all I ever wish to see I sit at the base of his statued throne Exalted beyond compare in my heart- A man I wish to set apart- From all I had ever known All to me the world had ever shown High cheekbones under falling hair Frozen, icy, stone-set eyes- Naked in your own disguise- Looking as if you don't have a care Watching in a silent glare Open your arms to hold me tight My pain wishes to cease- My sadness to be released- My love, my heart would fill with light If you could only hold me tonight There is no flaw in your face Only for the eyes I wish to seek me- Lips that do not speak to me- There is no point in your place Save to make me plummet from grace Holding your hand, unfelt touch Do as you will, I must do as I must- A man immune to my lust- Your pedestal is an emotional crutch The man I hate to love too much But, if you lived I must decide Whether to love an ideal- That cannot hurt or feel- Or by the laws of life abide Waiting for amorous suicide For, if you lived as you be I would gladly take you whole- Your pleasure would be my goal- Unfortunately though, if you see It's hard to animate your imagery On my heart, would you stake your claim Capture my adoration- Then extreme mortification- When you love me, then deign To take another, to leave me in pain You would as a mortal grow old While I in turn become as aged- As a crumbling, broken page- All beauty in time be told Eventually turns wrinkled and cold So, I rather prefer you as you are You will never leave your flowers- Your love for me can never sour- For you are my evening star A treasured prize bought afar One day, on my deathbed dying- Through the curtained window crying- I will gaze across the garden beds- To a statue on a carpet of roses red- And die In my peace knowing, it's true- All that I could possibly give Will be buried beneath you E.A.Altamura, Copyright 1998
Reason for writing:
Love for My Loving Half that was very difficult to put into words. It basically shares how I felt at the time, I would rather be in love with a statue, or fantasy; than to be granted my wish in love and have it taken from me.
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