Black Swan Love Song

BLACK SWAN SINGING…LOVE There is an itching in my heart I cannot scratch--- A raging rash ravaging through The depth of my soul A burning fire in my spirit I cannot control A teasing urging of mind Challenging the body to match; As nature would have it The winter of age has its season That last for a while Teaching the wisdom of her reason Why spring comes with a smile: Bringing vigor to the tree, Moisture to the nest; With her eau de vie--- Renewing old interest--- So when you hear the black swan singing Its cooing song, Know that love is about to run like a river Meandering on; Oh what a wonderful spring thing: Arrows of silver for the golden quiver!