If I were to tell thee, enamoured I am with thee ..
Wouldst thou run in fright? or would thy step into
the sun and embrace the light ...
If only thou couldst hear mine voice …
Calling out, in the middle of the night. In the shadows
I see thee there, walking just out of sight ...
In dreams thy sleep …
In waking times, I weep …
Just as the sky changes from gray clouds, parting
for those of blue ...
As twilight wanes the day into that of beautiful night,
the mellowing colours of mixing hues ...
Paint this scene, so serene. Soft to the ears and plush to
the eyes. Watch the stars come out, twinkling bright.
Hushed waters babbling in the brook and upon the winds
there comes the rush of wings of an owl in flight.
All of this reminds me of the beautiful soul that is thee.
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