ROMANTIC POETRY
Walking in the forest of my dreams where love transcends and casts its splendid zestful scenes where robbers and vagabonds may haunt each nook though i will find repose in the walks of sweet paths and brooks
Where shadows hide their memories and cast off lost refrains though i will hold you once again within lifes comforts tranquil lanes though the world cries out with passions not fit for man or beast I know that only your love can comfort me with blessings at your feet
where hearts and minds are shaped and wisdom knows not why Ill bless the time we met and shared this love of you and i the trees will blossom and the leaves will fall its true And yet i know my heart transcends when i share my world with you.
Cradle of love
Im rocked in the cradle of love with the moon up above in the arms of my love im rocked in the cradle of love
I see the lord smiles on me im as happy as happy can be with the moon up above in the arms of my love im rocked in the cradle of love
Im happy to be here each day where the cock crows roosters do play where theres blooms on the trees with sweet honey bees im rocked in the cradle of love
Im happy to be here today tomorrow i could be on my way with my words il dictate love it sure did come late but im rocked in the cradle of love..
Shadowlands When you know your thruthfull path and you have a love that lasts when the flowers bloom in spring to stop your wanderings when the sun comes down to rest in the shadows il be blessed your not unlike the rest in your worship of lifes tests
Theres a path for every home leads to hope and mothers tones in the midst of ectasy where the faithfull live so free theres a bluebird on the wings you can hear the blackbird sing oer the heaths and common lands where the common gypsy stands
Theres a voice i love to hear in the shadows of my fears theres a kiss that blessed the night when my love puts out the light theres a heartbeat like a drum when we caress as one in the deepest sanctuary where the flags blow victory il be homeward waiting still like a prophet on a hill
Down the sanctuarys of time where he kissed her loving rhymes where the sun comes up each day amidst the lambs at play theres a love thats true and dear in my heart il treasure her in the sweet caress of time wel be grafted on the vine like two flesh as one within the lovers hum
Where the blossoms shed their tears in the valley of the years where the deers do run and play wel be running through the hay though the ground is hard abnd mean where the valley springs its dreams il hold fast to my love like no other come before
Wel live in ectasy in the forests of the free where the voice is cool and true just long light years from poole in the secret sanctuary where il kiss her lovingly where the spring burst free and sweet and il sweep her off her feet hen wel run to claim our grace in the beauty of that place and il see her loving face and be blessed in thruth and grace.
Divine pathways
Paths of wonders and trails of the blues walks through the woodland amidst the morning dew forests of slumber with woodland birdsong bright floral decorations planted in the morning daylight
The sun that shines upon all lovers the moon that casts its spells the seven golden wonders amidstthe running streams and all the wishing wells
The rainbow in the heavens the stars at night that twinkle and shine the love in your life to greet you in the paths of the divine.
Loves chain
Inside the chateau of her mind where dreams are cast and lovers find the pathways to some cloistral home where birds do sing and poets roam
Soft were her words like pastel paint brushes flowing hair so feint where kisses whisper in the breeze and poets find their solaced dreams
Ofttimes Ive travel led down that road where love was offered and composed where lines of poetry oft confessed the tranquility of her nakedness so blessed
Soft breezes blow and trees did sway where lovers nested in the hay where squirrels did chase and nuts did find where love was new and life was kind
No sadness reached her aching heart where lips were kissed and lovers ere did part where ground was soft beneath ner breasts where hollow truths that day confessed
The sun it shone to greet the day where rabbits hopped and hoppers played where crickets chirped their astral song where anthems played and love was strong
The love she offered was so true with kisses sweet upon the dew where swans were idling sailing by on rivers quiet before their eyes
The chains of life cast no shame as they bared their flesh and kissed the reins of Ecstasy and passions sweet where sodden earth did bless their feet
The hunger of each lovers kiss the words she whispered from her lips the nectar he drank from her ventral home where solace whispered and fingers roamed
There in that secret sanctuary he swept the cobwebs from her fLees he gathered in the crops of joy and ushered in the love of boy their rapture gained and bodies entwined amongst the grass and willows vines where only birdsong broke the chain where love was born and love remained.
Lyrics of a love song
I plucked the chords like dreamers often to there in my dreams of love i saved a place for you within my lyrics and my wistful melody i crafted words of love and saved them on a spree
The hours and minutes seemed to fade away since our last kiss i strummed my heart away there in the cauldron of some distant realms of trust i conquered love and in you lost my lust
All words were scattered in my symphony of tears wherein the dreamers march and love just reappears I felt your tender touch that kiss upon my cheek then lonesome days and nights were lost in passing weeks
The cross still hangs from my neck an open shirt the whispers of some lost forgotten verse i gathered all my hopes and trust and swore to you my love and trust was abandoned in the poets blues.
Stars over Texas
There were stars over Texas the night that i found you the cactus grew so plentiful your eyes were sultry blue
There was corn out in the meadows then the deer was running free the sky was rich with color so far from the sea
There were cowboys in the saloon mustangs on the plains little children sleeping Long way in the distance heard the sound of trains
The trees grew tall and wistful the birds they sang our song the grass grew tall in Texas our love it came on strong
I remember that old barn there with its rustic wood and store the hay was rich in co lour before we went to war
The stories that were offered from friends we both once knew i loved that gal in Texas with a love so tender true.
Serenades of love
In cryptic words of make believe within the realms of time the stranded soldier serenades his love with songs of sacred rhyme the phantom sailors come to call upon the plains of hope where seasons of tranquility are lost in time and dope
Through sanctioned prayers of inner peace the cardboard virgins haunt the pages of the transcripts set with words of tumbled strokes
The horrors of the nightmare dreams are set to ears to see yet there within the harvest moon he reads her melody through troubled times and hurried verse he gains a gentle touch upon his flesh he warrants her then his store is set with love
The fragrance of her shadowed tears are moist with sacred dew then in the season of good will he smiles and says adieu though birds do sing their harmonies within the tree of life he takes her to her wedding bed and grants his perfect love
All through the night he warrants her with secretive refrains until the morning light awakes her heart it leaps again his ardor high with dulcet tones he sets her captives free then takes her to the highest peaks and gives her sanctuary.
Poets bride
She was born to be a poets bride with tears of joy she could not hide born to be a lady fair with roses planted in her hair
Born on a Sunday morning there where bells did ring and life was bare where vardos stopped upon the land where heather grew and life was grand
She graced the hills and valleys true where rhododendron's and daisies grew where stars did shine like on a crown where horse and dog did once bed down
There within the countryside he met her whilst walking and she became his bride where grass grew tall and bird did sing each morning light at early spring.
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