Face Off

Your face is ever before me
     like a painting etched in sky
as the dusk of dawn approaches
     still seeking the reasons why
 
I would set upon your head a crown
     before you would I bow
with affection would I clothe you
     if knew I only how
 
Every sight of you is pleasure
     your voice to me a song
every feeling within that's stored up
     to be empty of it wrong
 
Never have eyes seen so much
     stored in a well of man
fought have I with resistance
     It's course for me unplanned
 
The mountains into the valley slide
     the path of which you spake
to empty there every river
     like the fig in wind does shake
 
My ear has heard its calling
     like angels in the wind
the words of a heart falling
     to reason its amend 
 
Every note has played its key
     upon us did aria descend 
the chords of exultation
     a song can none pretend
 
Every key has its own note
     every scale its own cry
every sound of truth you hear
     will every lie defy
 
You are my beloved one
     none can you replace
in every place I seek you
     to have my eyes             upon your face
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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