by John Lars Zwerenz
A Winter's Night
Take my hand, where the white petals play,
In the caress of the soft, winter breeze,
Which winnows through the snow clad trees,
Beneath the sky of a gilded gray.
Kiss me, my love, in the rapturous field,
Behind our cabin, where the fireplace does hold
The promise of embraces, strewn with gold,
For which we live, when we mutually yield
To one another's lips, to one another's heat.
We shall be higher than the angels, enthroned, complete.
And when the dawn shall rise God will find me there,
My head upon your bosom, my tears upon your hair.
John Lars Zwerenz
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ABOUT THE POET ~
John Lars Zwerenz (1969- ) is an American impressionistic poet. He is considered one of the most important new literary figures in the world, both internationally and in The United States. He has published seven books of poetry, all of which have risen dramatically in price since their original publication. Zwerenz owns a B.A. in English from The City University Of New York At Queens College and has traveled extensively throughout The United States and overseas as a kind of literary wanderer. He has held a bohemian reputation since his youth. Zwerenz's two most recent poetry books, "Ecstasy And Other Poems", released in December of 2016, and "Elysian Meadows", released in February of 2017, have been published by ATLA Publishing, based in The UK. His poems have also appeared prolifically in International Magazines and other anthologies. Zwerenz's poetry is often highly spiritual in nature. His verse almost always adheres to strict, metrical stanzas. He currently resides in The United States, and is 48 years of age., - Rachael Canter
Last updated October 06, 2015