The First Time
Yes indeed i need to walk again with reality
Yet keep the reflections I’ve gathered upon life’s long way
Sense once more locked away happiness that you gave this day
Your touch upon my soul in truth your speciality.
I walked amidst the mist the mystery of this my life
Then you come along a seed in the warmth of dancing light
With eyes of distinctive jade and freckles on a face bright
Spreading the message of love’s rebirth to a man in strife.
That first time at that first touch you awakened my numb soul
The lined eyes of wisdom the colour mirrored in mine own
The next step now a certainty the seed from thence was sown
Your happiness as cupids arrow to your heart my goal.
To walk with you in truth and from the mist to now emerge
To build that rebirth is my aim your hearts abuse to purge.
© Harry J Horsman 2013 © Mandy Tams 2013
Collaboration with Mandy Tams The Golden Girl
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2013
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