Preface

"We work in the dark, We do what we can, We give what we have, Our doubt is our passion, And our passion is our task, The rest is the madness of art” ~Henry James

Friday, August 29, 2008

Lovers' Round

Were there words enough to touch your heart
A song or two my soul would part
To dance your wondrous beauty round
And gently lay your body down

On rose pedals dipped in youth drawn hope
A sweet bed laid our dreams elope
Wrapped in crimson drenched soft hue
To humbly share my tears with you

An angel warm upon my breast
Our life our strength our fears to test
To know in time our joy shall bring
One soul from two means everything

Were there words enough to pierce in you
The fear the want to know love true
I would glady place these burdens down
To write for you this lovers' round

© Raymond t. Carter 1999