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The Birds, They  Were So Silent, Revised
        (REVISED VERSION)


I raced away early one bright morn,
running in clouds so very fleet.
The birds, they  were so silent
deathly stiff on a frozen icy sheet.

Crossing bridge to glimmering lake
no worries, time was on my side.
My charms would do me right
in this was my everlasting pride. 

I will again find my lover's heart 
bruised and battered it may be.
As sure as life is a sweet fountain
my words shall bring her again unto me.

I'll kiss her hands and her pretty feet
she will sway into my loving arms.
A vision of pure heavenly delight
again falling for my arrogant charms.

Our lives now by my guile reunited
time will flow like a raging flood.
The Great Love of My Lusts,
shall live and eat in my blood.

Summers shall be our own playtime
winters for hot steaming nights.
Time will yield to my magic
as my love sees wondrous sights.

In the depths of this vivid dream
she shall obey my hot desires.
As I step from the dark shadows
to set ablaze her deepest fires.

No heartaches , no terrible worries
life and love sets its steady pace.
No tears shall ever fall across
the beauty of her loving face.

Dancing into my long aching arms
into this sweet dream she shall dwell.
No harm will I allow to visit her 
as I seal shut the dark Gates of Hell.

She will love me all the more
as we step into another golden realm.
Sea shall envy her growing beauty
as I sail this ship steady at the helm.

The Ages crack into this deep mirror
joys are now so viciously denied.
She now doubts my deep, slavish love
as my jealousy exposes my darkest pride.

When time brings in its destroyer
love may stop cold in its track.
I am but a love lost dreamer
now thrown down upon my broken back.

Yet again look into my heart's mirror
the dream I made come alive for you.
There is such goodness in this fantasy
you my life, your love governs all I do.

I stand upon this scary precipice
your hand is my greatest want.
Love sends its everlasting glory
except when it so mercilessly don't.

You my darling hold the lasting key
late in this dream time stands still.
My desires are as shallow nothings
measured against your true loving will.

I raced away early one bright morn,
running in clouds so very fleet.
The birds, they were so silent
deathly stiff on a frozen icy sheet.

Robert J. Lindley, 11-23-2014

Copyright © 2015 Robert Lindley
Note- Edited , needed changes made.
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