Let Me Your Loving Hunter Be

Let me wade through bogs of words

Through clutching brambles of adjectives

Through careless nouns and faded verbs 

Until I find where beauty lives

I’ll bring you back the precious few

That purchase a smile from your eye

A thoughtful pause, perhaps a laugh

A clutch of words that prod a sigh

Your ears should welcome only poems

That rest with grace upon your heart

Just words on softest winds that flow

And match the love that you impart

Let me go far ere darkness falls

To gather colors from the light

Past garish and conflicting shades

Until I find what shines just right

I’ll bring you back the warmest tints

That call a quiet joy to bear

A soft pastel, a gentle rose

A palette that your soul can wear

Your eyes should welcome only hues

That amplify your warming glow

To blend unseen with your own tone

And match the love that you bestow

Let me descend into the noise

To trace the sounds that angels lend

Past clanging peals and angry cries

Until I find the perfect blend

I’ll bring you back the sweetest notes

That damp the world’s cacophony

A baby’s laugh, a lover’s kiss

A song blessed by your harmony

Your soul should welcome only sounds

That echo all that sings in you

Just melodies your beauty shares

And match your love that’s always true

Let me your loving hunter be

To stalk the grudging world with pride

And wrest the best back from the worst

To lay them now at your sweet side

I’ll bring you back what you deserve

A heaven’s cache of finest all

In sight, in sound, in words and tune

For all that keeps me in your thrall

Your love should welcome only love

In form and kind, as it should be

Most precious and without compare

To match the love you share with me