
The foggy night
Keep her not from the cemetery
Her bod sits upon the cold stone
Rest the harp upon her knee
Her gentle fingertips stroke the strings
As the soft breeze drift through her hair
The Moon is mesmerized
As the melody so sweet
Still charm her Lover
He rises from his grave
An eternal spirit
His head rest against her hair
As the melody he love has much as she
Penetrate his eternal soul
Her heart feels his presence
Feeling
As if he lies next to her in a gentle sleep
In the night
In a song caress their hearts eternally
Copyright 2007
I am there.
A work of great insight from one who understands life.
Richard
Very unique composition... "In Song My Eternal Love" shines in a rainbow of sublimity.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
very nice.....Art Sun...
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Eileen