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Were it Love That I Could Ask
Were it love that I could ask
The mocking bird a favored task
I'd bid him come to you on wing
In evening's light to hear you sing
In voice so pure of love's allure.
He'd then return upon my sill
And echo you with matching trill
Then I would sit and listen long
To the beauty of your song
In voice so pure of love's allure.
Alas my love, he's just a bird
Unmoved by human song or word
But know that though alone I be
I hear the song you sang for me
In voice so pure of love's allure.
This is absolutely lovely. It makes me feel good, and after the day I've had, that's a miracle.
Jessica
Oh this is stunning and beautiful...I just loved this...flowed so smoothly too!
Another very nice poem, wonderful flow of words.
kat
>^..^<