"The Love Missive" by Carl Herpfer‘Sponsalia’ by Michael Curtis The Society September 17, 2018 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 6 Comments Lay your hand in mine dear, ___Lay your hand in mine; If you will lay your hand in mine We shall like eager, fruitful vines ___Intertwine: Then I’ll be yours ___And you’ll be mine. Place your lips to mine dear, ___Place your lips to mine; If you will place your lips to mine We two shall taste the healthy wine ___Of Love’s moonshine: Then I’ll be yours ___And you’ll be mine. Shine your eyes on mine dear, ___Shine your eyes on mine; If you will shine your eyes on mine We shall our orbit’s course align ___In love sublime: Then I’ll be yours ___And you’ll be mine: So, shine your eyes on mine dear, ___And place your lips to mine; If you will ring your hand in mine We two alike a fruitful vine ___Shall twine our love in vows divine: Then I’ll be yours ___And you’ll be mine. Michael Curtis has 40 years of experience in architecture, sculpture, and painting. He has taught and lectured at universities, colleges, and museums including The Institute of Classical Architecture, The National Gallery of Art, et cetera. His pictures and statues are housed in over 400 private and public collections including The Library of Congress, The Supreme Court, et alibi; his verse has been published in over 20 journals. Mr. Curtis consults on scholarly, cultural, and artistic projects, currently: Curator, Plinth & Portal; Co-Director, The Anacostia Project; Vice-President, Liberty Fund, D.C.; Lead Designer on the 58 square mile city of AEGEA. Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Related Post ‘The Clockmaker’ by Benjamin Daniel Lukey When I was young, I’d disassemble clocks So I could understand what made them go. With tools in hand, and pieces in a box, I’d wonder, an... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 6 Responses Author M. S. Dogara - Nigeria September 17, 2018 An observant wit with limitless imagination. Well-done Mr Michael Curtis. Reply David Gosselin September 17, 2018 Quite interesting Michael. I’d like to see what other pieces you’ve produced. Feel free to submit something to http://www.thechainedmuse.com. Best, David Reply James A. Tweedie September 17, 2018 A sweet poem with amusing wordplay: ring (wedding/engagement or pun on wring) and hands; eyes and orbs and, of course, wine and moonshine. Multiple meanings which all add up to, “I love you.” Reply James Sale September 18, 2018 Very beautiful – I like the ornate artistry of this poem. Well done. Reply David Watt September 18, 2018 I find this to be a cleverly constructed poem, with witty wordplay, and strongly expressive of love. Reply Michael Curtis September 20, 2018 Thank you, each, for kind criticism. Wishing good rhythm to you. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.