I ascended the stairs of beauty with Plato

To behold Beauty from which all beauties came

 

In stately surrender we composed together, 

a lover’s home

 

A lover’s home lays in a city of

Haunting elegance and poetic reverence 

On the glistening Adriatic sea,

Where soft coral sunsets kiss our faces every evening

 

A lover’s home is the third tier of

a Viennese palace with a hidden balcony, 

A stage for city prayers, coffee, croissants 

And lovers’ rendezvous of course

 

How can a lover’s home be beautiful and true?

Let us make white walls of ornate doves

This will reveal the face of divine beauty 

Let us make herringbone floors of sandalwood

This will resemble the form of divine creation

Let us make a kitchen of Saint Laurent marble

This will teach us finesse of immortality and divine strength

 

Ceilings that touch the sky will stir in us a heavenly mind, 

Large arch windows turn our eyes to the light

 

Chandeliers, opulence for eternal claim

Floating red roses, the Love we became  

 

Everything is resolved here

In a lover’s home

Sounds of La Vie en Rose here

With open spaces I am free

In my heart’s imagined dream 

 

I fell in love with a lover’s home

Plato and I composed, 

I remained there in stately surrender

Feeling beauty into life

Now that lover’s home

is my own

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