IMAGINED LOVE

You can find imagined love
Right there between the lines.
It's surely there , the love we see
The one our heart designs .

It still emerges vaguely,
Until you give it life.
It's only then, when flourishing,
It causes pain and strife.

You never can return it.
Nor can it be replaced.
It seems to disappear at once,
With both blind souls disgraced.

I do not choose to give you
Another soul's torment.
So I'll just ask you kindly dear,
Don't change the words I meant.

They are not written vaguely.
Nor can I thus conceive,
Of how you can imagine them;
The things, you now believe.

So, just remember truly,
Though it's the one you see;
Don't focus on imagined love,
The only love from me.

GREENWOLFE 1962

THE FOUR ETERNALS

Love and Truth eternal
Beauty so as well
Gifts for those who know Him.
This, is how you tell.

GREENWOLFE 1962

To My Love

If I could speak in simple words
The love I have for you ,
And reach your heart so you will know
How much my love is true .

I may not have to write these words
To say what you should know .
You'll always be my one true love
And I will never go .

You fill my life with joy and mirth ,
Your kindness soothes my soul .
And I shall always do my best
To help you reach your goal .

Yes, all I need in life my love
Is what you give to me .
And all I have is yours to hold
So darling , don't you see ?

I have no sorrow or regret
And this much I can say .
I'll love you dear , with all my heart
Forever , and a day .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Love Uncertain

I guess you lost your patience,
And found a broken heart.
I should have told you sooner,
Uncertain love's, not smart.

In courting love uncertain,
You can't get any more;
Than what they choose to give you,
I told you this before.

I'm sorry for your feelings.
I know you're very hurt.
But when you take a lover,
You get a just dessert.

So while a cherished moment,
May seem a certain love.
Remember, love forever,
Is what you're dreaming of.

And that is what it is you see.
A dream that can't come true;
As long as you're pursuing,
Uncertain loves, untrue.

So stop, and just consider,
Should you become its wife;
The choice of love uncertain,
Means chosen pain for life.

With painful love considered,
You must now fear the thought.
So run from love uncertain,
It always comes to naught.

GREENWOLFE 1962

Harmony I ( Who Cares? )

Who cares about their color?
They'd twinkle anyway .
Someday they'll both have places
In Heaven's bright array.

Who cares about her poundage?
She still looks very nice.
My arms still reach around her,
I think that will suffice.

Who cares about her cleavage,
Whatever size they are?
I'm sure they have their beauty.
I never got that far.

Who cares about her hairdoo?
She's going with the flow.
I doubt if she considers;
But that's not bad, you know.

Who cares how old she's getting?
She's still the same to me.
Sometimes I take for granted,
We both shall always be.

But care, I do, about her.
In life, above all things.
And cherish every moment
We share, from which it springs.

GREENWOLFE 1962

Harmony II ( The Fourth True Love )

Yes, it shall be remembered,
Long after we are gone;
How much I loved her truly,
Till we were called upon.

Called upon to leave this world
Of doomed love now and then.
Bound for certain destinies,
Perhaps, to meet again.

If it's true, then in your time,
While you are here below;
The truth of love eternal,
Both she and I will know.

So here's a clue to guide you,
To love beyond your days.
The truth is, love eternal;
Is formed in many ways.

The first, is just by friendship.
The second, joys unbound.
The third, is inner beauty;
The one that I had found.

There is a fourth to cherish,
Though it's quite rare you see.
The one that's formed in Heaven.
The one called, Harmony.

GREENWOLFE 1962

True Love

Some say its found in fairy tales
Or clings to stars above.
A mystery, is how it comes
To be; what's called, True Love.

The flowered bed it makes for you,
Yields only peaceful dreams.
And all contentments men desire;
Surround True Love, it seems.

You can't pursue its treasured gifts,
They're always out of sight.
But all True Love, when ere it's formed;
Is cherished, just, and right.

I wouldn't doubt it spies on us
From some secluded place.
So it can pick a ripened heart
To hold in its embrace.

So be prepared, when it finds you,
To welcome its display.
No rationale will ere explain,
Should you turn it away.

Somewhere within someone you know,
Where it's been from the start.
You'll find it waiting there to cross
The bridge to your own heart.

And when you read the manifest,
The list, of all it brings.
You'll find it filled with Heaven's joys;
And all, life's treasured things.

GREENWOLFE 1962