“The Romantic Charter by Stewart Stafford
Eyes dazzled by romance's shine,
Hostage suitor of Cupid and you,
A willing disciple of St Valentine,
With pierced heart of rosiest hue.
Love is the next world's currency,
All wealth we must leave behind,
Call it the discarnate treasury,
A repository of delicacies dined.
Even if adoration sours on the lips,
Or toxicity springs from intoxication,
Nothing erases the first steps of bliss,
Or can demolish memory's foundation.
© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford
