Love's Fever Burns In the Air, As We Kiss Anew

Love's Fever Burns In The Air, As We Kiss Anew As my angel passed by, sweet the rustling leaves And amidst world's accursed worries, life so grieves Her soft footfalls, gift promise of far better days Removing anguish birthed by darkened greys A reprieve if you will, a blessing to arrive A soft gentle breeze, love proving one is alive! As she looks at me, her glowing smile, beaming bright My heart begs this eager soul, pray to hold on tight For such is a treasure so truly Heaven sent Bountiful gift, to relieve such earthly torment And wouldst I dare to question this exquisite gift As just mere sight of her this spirit so uplifts! As my bliss turns to my asking is this a dream Is it a spell, fairies casting a golden stream Nay, lonely heart replies, this is romance born true Love's fever burns in the air, as we kiss anew She grabs my hand and whisper darling, shall we dance Again, we enter paradise of our romance! As she looks at me, her glowing smile, beaming bright. My heart begs this eager soul, pray to hold on tight! Robert J. Lindley, Romanticism, ( The Fever Of Love, If A Mere Dream, May I Never Wake ) Blog tribute poem, from my Longfellow blog.