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Poetry: Taking a chance on love

by Lajos Becsi

Created on: November 01, 2009   Last Updated: November 03, 2009



The Ivory Tower and the Garden Seat.


The tower room! What splendid view!

And faced my desk the other way,

My work not more demanding,

A fleeting glance were missed to send

My silent wish to both of you.

I meet you oft through window

Panes, which, like you two, let

Clear light in, and show this ugly,

Wobbly, tottering, bench, which

Must have been a gardener's rest,

Decrepit now, and hideous, grey.

Some wizard once, upon his turn,

Would, long ago, when I was young,

Have cast a glance through these old

Panes, and shook his head at us bold

Two, when this old bench was shiny,

Green and firm to seat and hold our

Furtive groping, and ardent kiss.

My fear to-day, is not that your

Young love may wane Oh dread

And ugly thought but that this

Seat, for once too soft, might not

Be equal to the force by which

your passions are exploding

In you, though strong, but tender

Meeting of your souls, and that

Your love will have to prove

Its worth and truth for the first

Time, to get exposed to splinters,

Thorns and dirt as I expect

It will one gloomy day occur!

But hush, my doves, please do not

Share this eerie fear I have, for I

Can see that, heedless to the world

Around, this unsafe seat is where

You wish to meet, and eat your

Crunchy apples green, and in your

Kisses you want to share the bites

Your eager teeth and tongues are

Passing through each other's lips

For thus to drink your nectar: Love!

Leave me that fear! For if by chance

I see you there again thud down

On it, I'll pray that your green love

Will be for yet again, upheld!

And that the crashes in your future,

Alas I'm sure they will occur be

Spared my eyes I pray that they

Be the sole owners of the memory of

Seeing you, unknown to me, in bliss.

My blessings, that I vow, shall

Follow you and guard your lives

As soon as lunch is over. Your lunch,

That is! For mine's from twelve to one.

I send you two, unheard to you,

Unknown to me: my ardent wish

Godspeed, you both! From one to two!



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