In Love, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Sun raining down upon your flawlessness,
Does make my poor weakened body frozen.
It is you my heart desires to possess.
Will be totally yours if be chosen.
Your heart so still, has Cupid yet to pierce?
Calm you sit as if I do not exist,
Causing within my heart a pain so fierce,
Though trying, it is you I can’t resist.
Before you the apple I having placed,
As if it were my heart for you to take.
With your wet lips the apple should be graced.
Bite deep so that a union we may make.
Of your beauty many visions I have drawn,
Not to be fulfilled I shall forev’r mourn.
Marcus Stone was an English painter. He painted In Love in 1888. As soon as I came across this painting I knew a love poem would be an easy and enjoyable task. It is so full of tension and love. The signs are many. The apple tree set in the Garden of Eden. And of course the apples themselves. The statue of Cupid. His bow is not ready for action, at least not for the young lady. What was a clincher for me was the placement of one of the apples. Did the gentleman place it their? Are the roles reverse, where he is the tempter? The position of the gentleman shows eyes riveted on the young lady, yet his right arm is not in a relaxed position. Sewing is a task that takes undivided attention. That means she is not giving it to him. Something that he desires.
Back to the apples. I question the placement of them. It could be read as he is not going to give up for he as more apples ready to place before her. It is not the first time he has tried, look at the apple on the ground. A sign of failure.