Compositions
He struck a chord of measure with admiration, thump
With caresses of tomorrow’s wishes so silent, yet so trump
Hear the weeping violins that sway and gather sighs
Posturing the polished voices of the moon’s rise
Melancholy calling under a whistling breeze
Rapture, the winding wind dancing through the trees
Held together tender as birds in courtship of flight
“Oh sing now sing” how contrite
Tides of crimson kisses roar with the sea
As you beat the drums of my mellifluous harmony
Wait, discover and then receive the sounds of our reprise
Complacent lovers glance into each other’s eyes
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