Lifting and drifting
along with my mind,
With love of love
and the presence of both
alluring to me, those eyes so bright,
'eregoes my mind! lost in your eyes
our souls flutter like songs have been long ago sung
warm kindlin' love like the summers soaring dove-
with one beat leading the next
her wings fly fast
as her feet bare the nest
of love for love
together they are best
with one beat leading the next
his wings spread far for protection
his love of gratitude, passion and affection
together they are best
with one beat leading the next.
Nice continuous flow. Very
Nice continuous flow. Very graceful rhythm to this.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "