Unto Gentle Love
Lady of the dawn
And angel of the eve
In twilight moments
Thou unfold your wings
Thus, become the one I need
Into nightless weaves
Unto gentle love
Caress breathless 'neath
Morning songs in satin wreathes
Afterglows above
In essence passion paints
Thou lift me up
Higher than a mountain
Over heavens clouds
Further to spread thy wings
Away warfaring flying far
Then to home thy bring
Hand in heart in hand
A man in angel arms
As all the world awakes
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2012
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