Attention Mister! You, with your aimless praise
This sheer ostentation of your ardent gaze
In no way does it caress my heart’s bays
If time as you say was unending
This pretentious love’s state shall always be unbending
In tides high and low, this act shall remain pending
How helpless is a man when he is instilled with infatuation
His lust is far greater than the bloodlust of a Thracian
His hedonistic ventures always end in ephemeral liberation
My coyness so impeccably vexes you, I must say
My long-preserved virginity is not to be hauled your way
Not today, not tomorrow nor the forthcoming days,
Beauty, as you have defined within me;
My lunar cleavage gleams in your lustful eyes’ sea,
My flowing hair dominate the amorous gaze of thee
It is in this moment that I find utter joy and freedom;
When a woman becomes a man’s Apple of Eden,
Where his desire’s scarlet hue is brighter than Edom
I marvel at your way of dealing with this predicament!
Your resistance is uncanny, your emblazoned craving; diligent
For I must confess, despite my timidity, I am drawn towards your scent
Let us leave it to Mary; the utter innocence of preserving virginity
Let us make sweet love once, twice and beyond infinity
Let us, at last, become one passionate flame that embarks us on perpetuity!
This poem is in response to “To His Coy Mistress” written by the celebrated poet, Andrew Marvell
Published in Daily Times, August 5th 2018.