The Largest Composition
All will be lyricism when you tell
Me of your love. A rich sonority
Will sing its way through words, and chords will swell
In rhythms and in rhymes. Authority
Will dwell forever in the patterns of
Those highest forms of art combined with wealth
Of certainty, a hand inside the glove
Of loyalty, the fist of lover’s health.
This luxury is colored like the flesh
Of gods who live outside of wavering time.
This opulence is ever strong and fresh
In hope but then held real, then made sublime.
Your promise of your love will make truth true,
A marriage in which beauty will be you.