Love Poems

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood,
    so is my beloved among the sons. 
I sat down under his shadow with great delight,
    his fruit was sweet to my taste. 
He brought me to the banquet hall.
    His banner over me is love. 
Strengthen me with raisins,
    refresh me with apples; 
    For I am faint with love.

A glimpse through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room
    around the stove late of a winter night, and I
    unremark'd seated in a corner,
Of a youth who loves me and whom I love, silently
    approaching and seating himself near, that he
    may hold me by the hand,
A long while amid the noises of coming and going, of
    drinking and oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together,
    speaking little, perhaps not a word.

Frail ankles bejeweled with circlets,
Madhavi, that beauty of Puhar,
Displayed upon the stage her dance,
her precise diction, subtle sense of time,
her knowledge of all rhythmic patterns,
of the five sorts of temple songs,
of the four systems of music,
of the eleven kinds of dance.
Her fame spread to the ends of the world.

Pale brows, still hands and dim hair,
I had a beautiful friend
And dreamed that the old despair
Would end in love in the end:
She looked in my heart one day
And saw your image was there;
She has gone weeping away.

Strephon kissed me in the spring,
  Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
  And never kissed at all.

Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,
  Robin's lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin's eyes
  Haunts me night and day.

At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
  And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air
  To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
And tell me our love is remember'd even in the sky.

Then I sing the wild song it once was rapture to hear,
When our voices commingling breathed like one on the ear;
  And as Echo far off through the vale my sad orison rolls,
  I think, O my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.

Drink to me only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine.
Or leave a kiss within the cup
And I'll not ask for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove's nectar sip,
I would not change for thine.

I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much hon'ring thee
As giving it a hope that there
It could not withered be;
But thou thereon did'st only breathe,
And sent'st it back to me,
Since when it grows and smells, I swear
Not of itself, but thee.

I have been a staunch supporter of the adult entertainment industry, ever since I began dating an exotic dancer in Hawaii. I first met her while in an undergraduate computer class at Hawaii Pacific University. We had about a half hour before began and started talking. She then asked me if I wanted to come see her dance at DeJa Vu Show Girls in Waikiki Beach. I knew that DeJa Vu Showgirls was a stripclub so I was taken back a bit. Since then, our relationship became more serious that six months later I asked her to move in with me and lived together and dated for three years. This was the best relationshp that I have ever been, and the most eye-opening.