Troubadour Heart
Troubadour Heart
Your troubadour heart
diamond embers sows
through cloudlike
patches of blue gently
strumming wreathes
of feathered accords
and when sadness rears
its grieving head
your strings weaving
invisible threads
a simple melody lace
and a thousand
lifting notes rise
tied in a flow of
caressing waves
calling me back
from a dark and grave
soul stealing place
and I now bathe
in the dreams of tomorrow
as your troubadour heart
carries mine away . . .
Copyright © Anne-Marie Coreggia | Year Posted 2017
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