For Thy Hand, This Romantic Letter Sent

For Thy Hand, This Romantic Letter Sent (In Collaboration with Keith O. J. Hunt) Always this, your dainty hand was most desirous goal Depths of love, with swooning heart never before known; Fair maiden, thy charms tempts deep longing soul, With hottest tempest that has ever been blown. Nightly, soft-dreams, send your sweet touch to please Mind's eye, passion such plunder never before gained; My enchantress, my mermaid from bluest of blue seas, Thy beauty and honor I would never dare to stain. In our romantic paradise, only your love speaks Your image and soft touch gifts infinite pleasure; Your blue, blue eyes - rose color of your cheeks, Your every love-word this earth's golden treasure. Prayers given with love-vows, hoping for this reality That you bid me, as moon does surging tide; To find thee, embrace our romance's pure clarity, With love's rewards and brightest of futures on our side. For these dreams we share are golden, And the vast Earth compared 'tis but a little thing; But for thy infinite lovely sweet with eternal beholden, My grave is laid bare 'til my dearest's heart sings. How the daisies sway for your whispered name Were it not so I shall sip a hemlock's final drink; Of a reaper's kiss I shall fastly fade.... And to no bright heaven I shall see, but the deep dark I sink. Bright thy star twinkling in my eye To hope everlasting thy soul sings soft and sweet; Sweet recipes thy lovely sifts, deeper than deep blue sky (Lush kisses when our souls come to meet). I had not lived or breathed 'til I gazed my Angel-Dove; Never knew a wondrous hue midst the splendor of paradise lands; 'Til my world shook for thee in the warmth of thy love: I pledge with all I am, a million oaths; My dearest, take my hand? Robert J. Lindley and Keith O. J. Hunt 7-28-2017