The lover is never too far from freedom,
Unshackled rendezvous' to destinations of pure...
In response to Shelley's, "Music, When Soft...
Voices quieted, music no longer heard...
I sit here in somber silence
Hearing a ticking ticking tock...
My love for you ( Glosa Verse)
Many a night I stood at my window...
Lyrics and poems that never rhyme
Counting ways to pass the time...
Waltzing souls swirl together,
Within an eternal frame...
Regrets and shortcomings
Are all in the past...
I lay my head against your chest
And hear the steady beat...
Before we set out and go
There is only one thing you should know...
Two souls enter this world
at different times and from different places...
Pulling down my veil,
Standing here at this church...
I've loved to many times in vain,
Lied to my heart, covered the pain...