The sun bestows its amber glow,

Birds' sweet songs fill the air.

Coddled dreams return to sleep

Unspoiled from the wear.

Zephyr wind blows flowered fields,

Awakening the senses.

Reflections of a lover past

Squelched by my defenses.

Have I not paid the price for love?

Felt sorrow's sad caress

Beguiled by beauty's dark disguise,

Enamored and impressed?

But, ask me not to try again.

No, that path I’ll not wander

On unknown heartaches still to come,

My feelings not to squander.