Flattery

We all want to hear we are beautiful from the mouths of those we desire much more than from a stranger we barely see.

Amid all the noise and haste

           and flattery...

Be what is constant and sure.

Even if you know they all 

see her beauty and

tell her as she passes, 

Remember that the words ring true,

felt as a gift, when spoken from

the mouth of the one she is amorous for.

So anchor your inhibitions at the shoreline;

be the water that flows against her in the 

waves of your blessed adoration and desire.