The Courting Ways Poem by William Blackman

Man spoken words to a woman with amorous arrows.
Not suspicious and open oh, how she listens.
Every strategic advance of her brute is welcomed.
Air changes along with the wheeling of thought and feeling.
The scent of romance permeates the hearts of lady and the gentleman.
We are objects of desire, we are subjects of truth.
Walking an undaunted path as a royal couple.
Even though the feet are grounded the collective souls remains airborne.
Flowing from day to day through the cycle of our senses.
A relationship sensual in it's appearance sturdy in it's making.
In the lyrics of life two people...one everlasting song.