How our love lit hours must be thread woven by fond Alchemy, smiling thru' each saffron dawn, and wan skies, cold sullen forlorn, yet love beats it's fragrant way along the passage of days sway, sailing sweet, ne'er looks back, unknown to night's darkness black, where thundrous clouds hang heavily, o'er the sunless and sombre sky, love's true heart e'er shall beat, as twin worlds joyfully meet,
thus musical lyrics floating sail o'er the ether and flowered bough.
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Posted: Oct 2015
About this poem:
In a world full of harsh realities we need to praise love