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Come Now to the Wilderness(Mature)

by Ken Harnisch

Come now to the wilderness with me

Where we transcend all worldly woe

And let the regimen dissolve

As we leave the land of rules and roads 

Bring nothing but the wine

And that summer dress

Those alabaster shoulders bared

Where my trailing lips can map a path

To passion’s most divining core

We will need no music

That my fingers cannot pluck

From your violin of sweet desire

And no warmth beyond

The conflagration

We will be lighting here

Down in the whispering eaves

Under nature’s verdant canopy

01/16/2001

Posted on 10/08/2003
Copyright © 2021 Ken Harnisch

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kate Demeree on 10/09/03 at 02:15 AM

Sensual poetry... has always been one of your gifts. It gets better with time like fine wine.

Posted by Don Coffman on 10/09/03 at 06:05 AM

That's gorgeous writing, very vivid with a wonderful flow.

Posted by Melissa Arel on 10/10/03 at 01:47 AM

I've always said you are one of the best romantic-poem-writers I've ever met! :)

Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 10/11/03 at 01:35 PM

Beautiful, reminiscent of the romantic-era poets

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