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In Soft Glowing Mistress Flame of the Beauty's Breath - a Collaboration With Robert Lindley
In soft glowing mistress flame of thy beauty's breath your heart swears purest love even unto its death with future treasures that our great love will provide our romance, more powerful than storm's surging tide. My dearest, nothing more precious that I can see Than this gift of love, thy heart given unto me. Our meeting that first night, with bright moon gasping down you and your fantastic smile, in that dark blue gown an air of true-born grace as you laughed in your dance myself in rapt awe of our new-budding romance. My dearest, nothing more precious that I can see Than this gift of mirth, thy smile given unto me. Year later and we have fore-sworn our lives to wed in love's deepest promise unto we are both dead such a bounty I could have never dared to ask for in your presence this soul begs more time to bask. My dearest, nothing more precious that I can see Than this gift of bliss, thy joy given unto me. Our fervor both the rushing waves and placid seas together riding gusty winds to balmy breeze to rise and fall unfurling wild desires and dreams and revel in our wedding quilt’s entwining seams. My dearest, nothing more precious that I can see Than this gift of love, thy zest given unto me. Enchanted is our rollick with enraptured time we whirl on beats in sync since chapel bells did chime a life without each other seems so long ago as hungers’ honeyed sweetness lulls in afterglow. My dearest, nothing more precious that I can see Than this gift of vows, thy pledge given unto me. Pleasures wander mazes thrilled with wanton wonder heart to heart together drum a song of thunder a roar that crosses vast expanse of cumulus the lightning of our passion ever luminous. My dearest, nothing more precious that I can see Than this gift of love, thy heart given unto me. Robert Lindley and Susan Ashley (a collaboration) March 19, 2021 ~ Poem Of The Day ~ Sunday, March 21, 2021 Special note: It is a tremendous honor for me to share in the wonderful recognition of Poem Of The Day with my gifted and inspiring collaborator, Robert Lindley. Robert, thank you for initiating this beautiful piece and for inviting me to collaborate with you.. it’s my pleasure to share in the artistry of our poetic unity that shines ever more brightly in the light of our friendship. Congratulations, my dear friend, Robert. Poet’s note: My dear friend, Robert, thank you for your gracious invitation to share in this wondrous collaboration. It was an honor and a pleasure to spill ink with you. Your rich inspiration gave our verses their sparkling spirit and passionate pulse, which allowed for a bounty of enrapturing possibilities. I cherish this creative experience as well as your poetic friendship.
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