Cantos: Joie De Vivre Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

The crystal ides plummet
In such a mile-high resplendence
The patrons drunk,
The seas are still relishing in the
Dank iridescence - the highfaluting
Language of the stars, I utter
Them softly upon your longing ears:
You have all of me.

The caliginosity flutters away
As the day slurs its first salutation
Of a lithe kiss upon the supple trees;
I know no darkness in here
I know no pang, the clocks and their
Machinism are mute as I wander
Over your tides in a continual;
I drink the wine of your chasms,
And girdle close to my cumbersome body
The blithe presage of your elation:
The stars are drunk
And their tongues are tied
To each one - they cannot speak their
Elusive language anymore!
Here I am still as the night,
Speaking their own parlance
As they weep over you, over thee:
Heart, body and soul
You have all of me.