Love and Music

love is the food of music
if music be the food of love

the World’s laughter smiles incoherently in
the sparkle of her eyes

she graces the Summer evening in
capricious contempt of all creation

the stars shed their diamonds falling
in symphonic surrender to see such joy

a thousand notes fire from the flame pulsating
from every cell of her being

but without love consider all music nought
but a banal blast from a gaudy strumpet
the screeching out of her cat-noise yell
in the cold night the cacophony caught
as wet and tasteless as cardboard crumpet
tis but the steam of a madwoman from hell

© Richard Scutter 14 February 2008