Love's Fever Burns In the Air, As We Kiss Anew
Love's Fever Burns In The Air, As We Kiss Anew
As my angel passed by, sweet the rustling leaves
And amidst world's accursed worries, life so grieves
Her soft footfalls, gift promise of far better days
Removing anguish birthed by darkened greys
A reprieve if you will, a blessing to arrive
A soft gentle breeze, love proving one is alive!
As she looks at me, her glowing smile, beaming bright
My heart begs this eager soul, pray to hold on tight
For such is a treasure so truly Heaven sent
Bountiful gift, to relieve such earthly torment
And wouldst I dare to question this exquisite gift
As just mere sight of her this spirit so uplifts!
As my bliss turns to my asking is this a dream
Is it a spell, fairies casting a golden stream
Nay, lonely heart replies, this is romance born true
Love's fever burns in the air, as we kiss anew
She grabs my hand and whisper darling, shall we dance
Again, we enter paradise of our romance!
As she looks at me, her glowing smile, beaming bright.
My heart begs this eager soul, pray to hold on tight!
Robert J. Lindley,
Romanticism, ( The Fever Of Love, If A Mere Dream, May I Never Wake )
Blog tribute poem, from my Longfellow blog.
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