To Cyrano

Here is Roxane addressing

From the balcony to a handsome devil,

When fog strikes the eyes

And verses speak to heart

Curse cupid for the cause

Eyes and heart can’t part

Yet mind has the power to trawl

Love doesn’t see an art in parts

‘Tis crime in bartering arts

For beauty starts only from thoughts

Words doth have the power to extol

Like the creepers that grow tall

The tongue goes against the norm

And breaks my heart to face the storm

Will you gather your Chutzpah

To dote and quote from stanzas?

For expunging and re-writing our history

Not to extend a life of mystery

‘Tis a challenge standing

Face-to-face planting a kiss on

And to draw hearts on a stone

That stands tall for eternity.