Sunday 26 February 2017

Tales of Love # 5

LOVES FIRST STING

In my autumn days
I fondly remember
Loves first sting
And how my heart sang
Loves perfect melody
In loves sweet spring

SILENCE IN THE MEADOW

Silence in the meadow
As we lay amidst the flowers
Young lovers entwined
In the moonlit hours
When love is keenly felt
We succumb to cupids powers
But as night gives way to day
The love we feel is ours

I THINK TO MYSELF NOW THAT IT IS OVER

I think to myself now that it is over
As I pick myself up off the floor,
How could I have been so blind?
To lose my heart and so adore
The creature who can barely disguise
The blackness at her heartless core

PLEASE BRING ME A LOVE

Please bring me a love
Of almost any hue
Let it change forever
My monochrome view
Let it be any colour
As long as it’s not blue

YOU CAN WEATHER ANY STORM

You can weather any storm
When you know without exception
That love is the answer
To each and every question

MY LONELY HEART

My Lonely heart
My silent companion
You empathize
And feel compassion
Even in an age when
It’s out of fashion
Yet still I am alone
With my unspent passion

MIRROR IMAGE

I thought that you
Really loved me
But I was wrong
And in reality
It was just my love
Reflecting back on me

A WEDDING SONG (PROTHALAMIUM)

I stand alone
Yet among friends
I stand alone
In the sight of family

Hear the music?
Come ahead
Make me turn my head
Come join me

Stand beside me
Stand to my left
Become me
Let me become you

Hear the words?
Go ahead
Make me turn my head
Come join me

We stand together
Before our friends
We stand together
In the sight of family

Hear the music?
Hear the song?
Let’s sing along
Come join me
We stand together
Alone no more
Joined as one
Before our God

PRESSED FLOWERS

Flowers picked fresh
In the meadow
Where love bloomed
And a kiss was stolen

The delicate blooms
Were lovingly preserved
Betwixt printed pages
Of a weighty tome

Now they are desiccated
Between the leaves
Blooms long since dried
Still evoke memories

Pressed blooms from
When love was young
Mementos of love
From a time long ago

Soon I was once again
In the meadow
Where love bloomed
And a kiss was stolen

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