And the Heart Untold
Sing to me, O' nightingale
As the tears arise
Weeping --such a sweetness there
The touch of you here lies
I love you, that's all I have
Come bitterness and cold
Still, the love that here remains
And the heart untold
Whispering the depth of love
Dreaming of its touch
In the air so lingering...
Hearts were born for such
Grace so lightly in each breath
Here you live in me
Crystal waters of the soul
Arise within the sea
So I drink the depth of love
With yet a glass to hold
Ripples cast in every drop
Love is more than told
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2011
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