Monday, 15 November 2010

Passion

There is a crimson tide
Of waves and passion
There is a gentle breeze
Of love and worship

Sweet songs of my heart
You have thus aroused
What An Angel you are
Amongst us mortals

Of you and your love
Sweet sunset I dream
Of my heart’s desire
You only its gain

On a moon lit night
Underneath the trees
It’s for your touch
I so be in craving

My soul is aroused
My senses aflame
Of you I proclaim
Having assailed me thus

I am all yours
Till the end of time
To love and to cherish
To be and to behold...
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