Amour Kind Sir

Spying on your words for the wondering wanderer you are giving distance from afar with waves of deep emotion where it meets earth way to far... Amour kind sir ...."pour l'~ de Dieu!" loving care, she was his love affair... It was during the winter cherry flights untold, for all to be merry spirit of prophecy golden haired.... Battlefields of love die from an army of Eros's archers that raises the mere hearts of old in the yonder fields of Vandenberg where the mighty sword has struck so bold... Her sweet letters flew across the distant lands to his blue eyes so new, weary from the struggles he would read the hands of Angels Oh, Amour Dear Kind Sir, I am in love with you... Brooke Dylan 2014