I Dare Myself To Call You

I dare myself to call you, my darling At every opportunity, every time Hoping to see a slip of a tongue Of you responding, of you replying In the same manner. So far, no luck No error, no mistake, not even a buck Found lost in the coffer of my dream I brought you bread, candy and ice-cream To sweeten you, nothing yet, but hope Is unpredictable. A resigning pope Was unheard of a few years ago No, my mind is not in a funnel of fiasco I am simply thinking of the possibilities And of the eventual probabilities Try to understand the feelings of love Way up, in the heaven, a lonely dove Is always traveling and waiting for the right time To land and for the perfect season to chime The bells of the cathedral. I am hoping very soon Everything will fall into place. I will see spoon Knife, fork and a single plate for you and me To dive in, you know what I mean, sweet honey You will use all the epithets in the dictionary To reward me for my patience, sweetness and resiliency You will call me everything under the bright moon And you will shower and powder me under the sun With sweet kisses, with delicate and delicious words Oh! Lord that'll be the hours of ultimate prizes and rewards. Copyright © May 2019, HébertLogerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.