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Death in Venice

by Leonard M Hawkes

And so I will love you
“For a day, or a part of a day,
Or for years, or stretching cycles of years.”
And when I see you,
My heart will dance,
And I will hallow up your memory
Until that day when all mysteries
Shall be revealed.

--I don’t know why,
But such as this must surely be
Of heaven sent;
For God is Love.

And the blue of your well-browed eye
Will brighten my hours,
The strength of your torso, feet,
Thighs, buttocks and shoulders
Will lift me up—your arms become
The manly arms of trust.

And I will not tell you.
But I can not help but show you.
And “knowing virtue" has gone out of you,
You too may turn in wonder. . .

And I,
I will only Know.

07/12/2013

Author's Note: With homage to Johnny, Walt Whitman, and Thomas Mann

Posted on 08/09/2013
Copyright © 2023 Leonard M Hawkes

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/12/13 at 01:35 AM

Really a fine intimate piece of writing, Leonard.

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