Your name is always on my lips, the fairest treat
The furnace heat, life’s love, stars intersection
We walk the chapel built of breathless whispers
Spend summer days in golden fields, love’s raw reflection, soft flesh yields
Rush headlong to oblivion, with not a care and no retreat.
And orchards ripe and bursting full, we lay beneath their shade
This promise made, devoured like sweetest fruits, head on my chest
Full moon nights, desires willed, of yearning filled
Are all I need, surrendering to secrets spilled
And winter’s icy fingers wrapped tight around my heart do fade
And now amongst the living do I find a way each day
The path to stay and memories once so lost I cling to dearly
Love’s winding path home leads so very clearly
To the door, and like before, you wait
I close the gate and know that I am home at last,
Very nicely written Michael!
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Thanks LR
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You are most welcome.
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Beautiful words Michael.
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Thank.you Linda 🙂
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