Love Poem: Madly In Love

Madly In Love

Madly in love 
with a turbulent world 
in a swirling wayward bloom, 
till I froze, swept by your comely face.
So, the dreams I once doted on!

Beauty bubbles in your presence, 
blurred in my prime by a mirage, 
a blinding illusion. Who cares? 
Who dares steer off the broad way, 
pull over and trace the virgin country 

where nature nurtures beauty. 
Pure as a lily, you ray like a rose; 
and nod, a poppy in a delicate breeze. 
Blinking dew, you wake with the sun, 
splashing the canvas with seven colors. 

A glow at crown of noon, you smile 
like setting sun at the border, 
clothing clouds in gold. Stars wink
their joy; the moon steps out in style. 
Who wouldn't celebrate your beauty? 

Even the blind, the deaf, and the dumb; 
they see, hear, and shout your comeliness: 
a germ tucked away from passing peep 
until heart locks onto heart. 

Now I dream your beauty in others. 
Even in the filthy frenetic world,  
love gleams on faces racing down 
the superhighway hoping to meet 
with you in the jam. 

© 2016 Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi