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”Love Letter” To hers, a mare in fields of marigold Ascent a voice of innocence, fair so Through purity allures the pining soul And ecstasies for dreams bygone yet close Alive and free, a breeze: so soft, aloft Still clouds, beneath the sun, by bonny banks Her clear and vernal eloquence airs lost Delights so freshly sweet and plain of taint But now are blissful idylls left and gone ‘Twixt concrete walls and idle halls of noise While far away she calls in plangent song Each wish to sing with her those simpler joys And she, whose eyes of gold and hooves of daint May long, I dream, be cantering my way
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Can’t we just enjoy this moment together? // the freesia slumps by the sill amidst clay walls, alone i caress it, i cherish it as the candlelight fades to the soft sounds of spring rain and i find myself alone not with notes on the scroll, but with the words to a song we once sung together beneath the covers of circles, moons, and stars dancing through the streets, pure as the scent of sweet lavender, oh — i still remember the flowers we gave one another, and the dew ripe upon their petals sparkling just as our life back then … (cont.)
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{ … I’ve walked a long way, leaving the superficiality of urban comfort and confirmation in practical means behind. I’ve stopped thinking so hard or worrying about what's ahead, content in knowing that a lodestar stays with me. After all, life’s greatest experiences are never marked by a trail, and ever unbound by time … } -- The sunken sun dissipates Over the horizon, while I Upon a lonely hill on high And in lucid darkness, might gaze Above, where the earth meets the sky I would linger upon your stars And wish I could be your brightest To dream with she whose fairness Has kept me afloat - yours a charm Unmatched - in a world of noise That distant lodestar known by few How I long to give thanks to you Ravishing, yet often unseen Though not unheard, void memory To requite, unsung melody In canon, once, though no reply With verse of lyric argentine Then still pine your dearest calling To yours this aria I sing My sweetest serendipity For vagabond I would remain If not for you and yours, maybe Over the hills and far away Sometime, my love, together we Might meet again another day And as night melts to earthly break Of day, for like the passing breeze Are clouds of thought foregone and late Which sands of time, those stars of space Become but a rapture, awake I hope to stay, that I might see A songbird sing soft of fancy Over leaves of mint and parsley To cherish these flowers bequeathed And then ask, “Can you still hear me?”

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released October 10, 2010

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