Upon my heart played,
softest of love's sweet lullaby.
Tones of amber sunset,
gently flowing into my mind.
Her words like winter's breeze,
chilling and sharp upon my flesh.
My own aflare with heat of passion,
cutting deep the point efficiently.
Heartstrings play vivid symphonies,
of desire renewed and faith restored.
Of wonderous songs deep with love,
silent winds do sing to distant lovers.
Lawrence E.
Oct. 24, 2007
© 2007 Lawrence E.
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