Medieval Flutes

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Medieval Flutes Strings and lutes Playing to my whims She the student I, the old one with musical overtures She knows, she knows Myself captivated yet I cant let it show She knows, she knows We play roulette, I love, she gives romance a go I kiss her lips Telling her this is but a seasons fading desire My love is true; her blue eyes pierce the soul of this fool She will love another, sooner than sad harps can play Melodies of melancholy She will leave with succulent sweetness While the professor will contemplate loves demise Buried in romance, burdens of love attack this darkened day When a season makes its last breathless gasp Its very survival is at play, struggle to the last Who of us wishes to die so young, so tender When one more love has yet to be embraced and softly Rendered

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White Wolf

Date: 8/19/2017 7:17:00 PM

I absolutely love this one, Great Bear!

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 3/12/2017 3:56:00 PM

I agree with Carolyn you do have a beautiful heart.A poem with a story line. I did enjoy this poem Arthur.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/12/2017 6:27:00 PM

Well I am not sure about that, but I try at times! :) Thank you.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 2/25/2017 11:56:00 AM

Artists have a way of falling in love with others who share their skills. After they recover from loss, they often find love again. You have a beautiful heart, Arthur. I can hear it in the melody of this song.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/5/2017 9:05:00 PM

My heart is black, my soul grey, my hopes colorless, alas, I write poetry..............

Doug Vinson

Date: 2/21/2017 4:46:00 PM

Arthur, so smooth that its considerable power is deceptive, it sneaks up on the reader. : )

Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/5/2017 9:04:00 PM

Thank you Doug!

Tim Smith

Date: 2/21/2017 1:52:00 PM

There will always be another love waiting in the wings, maybe even two.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/5/2017 9:03:00 PM

If only I had wings!

Lynn Marie

Date: 2/21/2017 12:56:00 AM

This is great storytelling Arthur! Your bold creative words bring this film noir to life in splendid fashion! What a fantastic title :-) blessings, lynn

Arthur Vaso
Date: 3/5/2017 9:02:00 PM

Oh la la you are so kind thank you!