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Love Song To A Love Song

Posted:Jul 26, 2015 10:51 am Last Updated:Jul 26, 2015 8:57 pm 2001 Views

You were like a fire that burns in the rain Unyielding in vain against all that opposed us Now I just hear words and music A sentimental rhythm on the breeze Here and then gone like Spring without love A hole in the dream bleeding endlessly Until dry and empty Without hope A white dove flying over the horizon Never to return I cling to memories that keep me warm  Through the Winter Making love in the darkness of sequestered rooms Her eyes and soft lips Whispering my name Waiting to be reborn again In your arms anew When the ice thaws and frigid tears evaporate I can feel once more  The beauty in a kiss Slow, wet and deep Dancing every moment Upon a heart beat  Listening for a sigh.