Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Petals Falling

Lover sweet of summer night
Meet, I beg, just aft twilight
Breathe soft lore by firelight
Until the moon is at her height

Lover sweet of zephyr’s song
Whisper for I it is you long
In this night there is no wrong
For in these arms we do belong

Lover sweet of moon-ed shadow
Drink of my lips the soul hallow
Clandestined kiss within the meadow
Wraith of love to court the widow

Lover sweet of petals falling
Scents crushed free and sparring
In the wind against our jarring
Calling soft for each our darling

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