Toil of LoveA Poem by John StussyJust daydreaming about the future, years from now when i might have someone this could be about.Thoughts come to me unsummoned, But never is the topic unwelcome. Memories of your mirth, your smile, The way you fit in my arms last night. In each ray of light I'm mesmerized, Stunned for a moment in the thoughts Of how the sun caressed your face As you slept in peace beside me. That serene smile of yours is so sweet, A treasure more valuable than ringing bells. I can't, no, won't, take my mind away From the joy brought forth from your own. When work ends for me today And I return home to you, My real work will finally begin. For the toil i most enjoy Is earning the reward of your satisfaction. Be it known to you for sure That for two hours I'd slave away, No complaints you'd hear from me, If it meant I would have a smile From you for just two seconds. © 2009 John StussyReviews
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9 Reviews Added on October 23, 2008 Last Updated on May 15, 2009 AuthorJohn StussyAZAboutCook, writer, reader, musician. I don't bte, unless asked to or bitten first. My site's link is to some recordings of my poetry, and I might add some recordings of me playing my sax onto there too... more..Writing
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