ADVICE
TO A POTENTIAL LOVER
Don't
look my way
if what you want
is quiet rain
and gentle sunshine,
moonlit strolls
and muted music.
I'll give you hurricanes
and thunder,
rocket rides
to unknown galaxies
ablaze with a zillion stars,
a thousand trumpets blaring.
We'll ride the wind
in wild abandon
to the purple mountaintop,
reach up and grab
the pot of gold.
Copyright © 1994 Ruth Gillis
Previously
published in the
February 1995 issue of Moments
In Time
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