Wild Mountain Honey

Old Mountain tales of love spin 'neath dawn's blush, Elderberries, purple ink drop pearls, drawing me nigh. Ah! Her laughter, a honeybee’s dance in summer’s rush, Ignites my days with passion, 'tis morn I cry. Calm, twilight lingers, her words soft and low, In the caress of wildflowers, life’s tranquility forever grows. O'! Upon thy lips, such sweetness dwells, God's design, Born where dandelions and wild bees intertwine. O', nectar kissed by sun, untouched by human hand, An arcadian panorama of ambrosia upon my senses' land. Thine gaze, a beacon in the moonlit’s velvet light, A guiding star ignites my spirit’s journey, O' my soul’s delight. As life-alchemists seek nectar in the mountain’s heart, Thy love's enchanting lore, a peace, like nestling lark. The sage sighs, thymes' tempting lore, a pure chorus, Heather fills rolling landscapes, an untold story before us. Yes, love's confession takes flight with wild abandon, In the sanctuary, a haven bathed in golden dawn. Thy touch, a sacred psalm, sonnet on the wind, Radiant grace, I scribe my song on every blossom's stem. Sunlight filters through sylvan green leaves, just for you, Thy smile, a warmth that sees my spirit through and through. Our love, eternal, untamed by fleeting space or time, A taste of heaven's dew, a love of purest and most divine. Together, hand in hand, we'll stray through life's inviolate maze, Where wildflowers bloom, and hearts forever graze. No jeweled crown, arrayed in silks and finery, Could display the love, my beloved, I found forever in thee. For You are my sweet lady, my songbird, my forever home, My wild mountain honey, where my spirit roams. In thee, a love unbound, sweeter than sun-kissed dew, My Wild Mountain Honey, forever wild, forever true.