Love Is a Joyous Promise
As the nightingale sings so do I follow.
I'm filled up with joy and no longer hollow.
When the day lights up or the dark does fall
the weight's been lifted and I'm ten feet tall !
This face I see always in my dreams
is just as beautiful as it seems.
Love like this is just why I prayed;
in the eve's half-light it's why I stayed.
Day's slipped away and night lies glistening.
In the fields of my heart I'm quietly listening.
There's a sound like peace and passion like thunder.
This love's a fine spell I've been put under.
We'll traverse this world together-then sleep.
Now devotion's a promise we both can keep.
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2014
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