True Spoken Word

never before let it blossom like roses in such fairest sunlight he was a man of wilderness strong and sure in his way a creature of knowing and doing a stranger to this game of light and shadow of loves falsely promised and tenderness teased of loves true touch tenderness felt in unison with another soul a man of the hunt for wild beasts he sought to ensnare her in traps of logic but any fool knows there is no logic to the heart and its romances are all she knew such is a fiery burning bright and true to the heart romance such is the knowing a woman's deep hearts desires he calls out in moonlight her name and she comes to him and they share wild hours wrestling body and soul this is the true spoken word there is no life without love a man of the world now no man can stand without a woman's hand