As birds sit brooding, in the moon’s sphere, their golden eyes and ears, tune in to faintly hear the distant sights and sounds of happier men. Phoebe, aware of her fading sweets, then asks - is there more delight, within the heart, than two lovers greeting after years apart? Of sweet silent looks and unspoken word, only the longing of a lover’s sigh is heard! When true love bursts anew, in a mutual flame, then shall he see, even as she calls his name, the fierce longing within her passionate embrace! Long denied, although he, from a distant place, as his gold complexion did so clearly show, had returned to claim the only love he would know! At their parting, she had sworn to wait and be true, and peace proclaims, this day: Life begins anew!
Rhymer. December 17th, 2016.
Snippets used in order: Birds sit brooding, in the moon’s sphere, their golden eyes, and happier men, her fading sweets, is there more delight, in the heart, in a mutual flame, shall he see, of sweet silent, his gold complexion, and peace proclaims.
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