M C-Poem 045……. The Eye of the Beholder..( A Queens`s Muse )……………….May 31st 2010
To some of my loved one`s a Queens beauty like her faults are in the eyes of the beholder.
Never contented that she can ever achieve perfection though she tries Oh how he tries.
Give her a ball of string to un-tangle and for hours she will sit until it is as new.
Then if you will just discard it upon the fire knowing that her devotion will keep you warm.
Watch her for hours slaving over a hot stove making marmalade to perfection then when it is complete.
And as she presents it for your inspection find the slightest fault in one cut in a hundred and dare.
I dare you point it out and she may say” Try doing this yourself sometime “It’s not easy to be Queen.
She means no malice only wishes to please all of those she loves yes only those she loves.
You see when you constantly strive for perfection there is no halfway house to settle at.
No half in love half conceived half pregnant half born half alive or half dead no half way.
All or nothing every aim perfect aims every solution a perfect solution the only solution.
The target or goal-posts may me moved at times without warning or reference to the Queen.
The Queen must understand that this may be the case sometimes and take it in her stride.
To know that any moment things may change and compensate and adjust her aim to suit.
Miss out she will for sure and she will accept responsibility at all times ego free responsibility.
HER Love is un-conditional and the love that she accepts is un-conditional, a balance is maintained.
A balance that does not rise and fall with the levels that lovers display on any given day.
No highs and lows can be measured as the best or the worst one lover can endure against another.
Love as you would be Loved, Look before you leap think and polish all you write and say.
For it is crystal clear that sometimes just one word can be like a dagger to the heart of Love.
