Vexation OF LOVE

Vexation Of Love

Don Modica Aka “Theone” The Dark Over Lord

VEXATION OF LOVE
BY Don Modica Aka “Theone


Verse
Why, such is love’s transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest
With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vex’d a sea nourish’d with lovers’ tears:
What is it else? a madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Farewell, my coz.
(William ShakeSpear) Romeo and Juliet
What is This Thing
I Feel In My Body?
My Heart It Pounds
Harder And Harder
As I Think Of You.
And At Other Times
I Think What a Curse
This Is To be In Love.
To have This Hex
On My Soul
My Mind
My Body
My Heart.
To Think Of You
More Than Myself
Is A Curse

And as The Burning Sphere
Goes Round and Round.
It Rises in The East
And Sets at Sea
Westward Bound.
The Moon Lights
Night to Light The Way,
I Search The Cities
And Keep Devils At Bay.
Orion Surfs The Sky
After Pleides At Night
A Blanket Of Darkness
Stars Are A Twinkling
A Meer Glimmering Light.
Though You Are There,
And I See You Not,
The Sun Rises Again
I Race To The Oblong Box.

Don Modica Aka “Theone” The Dark Over Lord
All Rights Reserved CopyRighted March 13th 2008