Love's Language
A Confabulations prelude Beloved: Daytime mists give way to sunshine As I sit with shadows that unwind From the twisted past Morning mist full of dew, rays of light The drops act like honey and the nectar of sweet fruit ,I taste you You are my Azucena Mist and rain wave and surf The day is long without your breathe I hold fast to a course waiting Holding on to a memory Living today, smiling along the way Checkered past lives, hard knocks pushed around lost and forgotten Drowning while I’m holding my breath Running home to you ...I smile. Paramour: Like the caged songbird who has no song to sing A concerto plays through the soundboards of my heart The nighttime is where I find solace for my thoughts As they run rampantly and constant Something of universal offering to my heart and spirit I thank thee for speaking your love to me in existence Beloved: Like an ocean wave First inception as the full moons blast A