The sunlight falls in rays across your nose
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its freckles soften until silk and dew
softer then a dream woven from a rose
yet lasting two ways and three days anew.
My love, your gown of elegance is rain
and your footsteps are of grass and leaf
'Cause silently from my heart you've slain
each fragment of hate, lament and grief.
Was I but a glimmer, or shimmer of Light
that could run across your body at night
What an extasy, what pure delight
If our essence was woven so tight.
From your eyes grow my heart and soul
and from your lips the sounds so sweet
for how else could this man of coal
make his passion and compassion meet?
This garden all, even the moss, even sky blue
even the misty field and the rippled pond
Each is a flower in a garden of you
that grows from here until beyond.
Art is addicting, an addict am I,
truth is I, the truth am I, the truth a lie!