The object of my innermost desires

are neither abstract, theoretical, 

hypothetical, or borne out of delusion

No confusion exists in my thoughts at all

just Lady Desiree

 

At first sight, in a glint of morning light

I observed her flowing form, at which point

I think I was reborn, because my life became transformed for the better

Although I'd not had a tryst, I started

to exist entirely for Lady Desiree

 

Her image speaks beautifully from the heart

Every part of her captivating personality,

encapsulates and beguiles all who see her

The vitality she possesses in every form

There seems not one ounce of vanity in she who represents an excellence that is evident

 

I have at least to try and communicate with her 

But what kind of reception would I get

if I summoned up the courage to approach?

I can't just amble over and say

 "Oh Lady Desiree I love you so"

 

My dilemma feels very real as I know I've skipped meals, become disoriented and frustrated to the point of feeling lost

Its as if sunshine has given way to ice

and I have to think twice before I speak 

 

However, it's time I now feel, not to rock

or to reel, with a nervousness I've never

felt before in my life, maybe It's time to 'man up’ and unfold my feelings, in order to have

any opportunity for a stronger relationship

with Lady Desiree?

 

Oh I do so wish that the canvas on which

she exists, could suddenly burst into life!

From ‘100 More Reasons for Rhyme’

By ‘Rick Varden 2023