Only Those Who Love Are Free

Let me love you wise and well
Sing you an enchanted song
Let me cast a magic spell
Sparkling starlight all night long

Not of heaven nor of hell
Past the right beyond the wrong
Only here and always now
Naked under full moon light

Weave a seamless garment of
Mystic elements of night
Moonbeam gossamer above
Shining silver and bone white

Magic cloak which will allow
Through invisibility
Us to be alone somehow
Wrapped within the warmth of love

Only you and only me
As the stars embrace and greet
You and me with ecstasy
Sprinkled on us as we meet

Nothing ever sweeter than
What the universe shall give
This one woman this one man
Only those who love are free

Die alone together live
Sing the spheres in harmony
In the universal plan
Spin and soar that we might see

Grasp we must while grasp we can
As we grasp the hand of fate
So it was and is to be
Always now and never late:

Only those who love are free

Beautiful, captivating write. Absolutely spellbinding!

I was profoundly honored when Franziska posted my poem here, and I am equally honored by your kind words, RMBOD; thank you with all my heart.

Nothing means more nor feels better than to be able to speak to the heart of another with my own, to touch in the darkness like this.

Peace, light, and love to you, always,

+Stevie