My Love
Your skin glows like the cherry blossoms, enchanting as the lavender rose in the purest hope of spring.
My yearning heart rises to your violin voice and leaps like a butterfly at the whisper of your name.
The evening ascends in on a great eagle wing.
I am calmed by your promise that I carry into the twilight of starbeams and hold next to my heart.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of sorrow.
As I hear the nightingale's song, it reminds me of your voice.
In the hushed, I listen for the last buzz of the spring.
My pounding heart leaps in ecstacy. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret song so that we may sing as one, heart to heart, in search of the glorious twilight blue and the spiritual oath of love.
Copyright © Fm Rt | Year Posted 2016
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