When Days Are The Same Without a Love By Robert R. Railey (An Ode to a Lovely Lady) Morning dew on golden peaches seems to me to be of you The eyes from your soul and the warmness anew-- Your voice in my heart like the songbirds we knew When day is over and the chores are through When wheat fields wave in the breeze from the blue My heart is full when thinking of you, which is always Mornings, evenings and sleep time too, your face your picture is always with me Happiness would be, if the same were true, if only you cared as much as I do A wonderful union might surpass the rest: it longingly wants to be the best Nail drives out nail, if replaced by the new; for we have-not many loves; only a few A sensitive touch, a kind word or two, can warm the heart all through your disposition so lovingly beautiful, it melts the hearts and souls of the dutiful Always wondering, if it comes, then what the answer will be? Or will the disappointments from the past askew-- The feelings in your heart, which we hope, are most true The haltingly reservations of letting yourself love, if in return, the love be renewed For fortunes and fear may obscure any love: if imminent feelings are not allowed in No one can give better advice to you; own your choice and opt for the true No one else can make me feel, all warm and happy the way you do You’re the loveliest woman that’s ever lived; you must be related to Eve You must have been made from some God’s dream-- As close to ideal, as can be achieved! Love’s intangible, and when we feel it, it’s best to claim it, lest they steal it Should one step out and take a stance, or wait for a guarantee, perchance? With all of the love you have to share: a sin it would be, to fear to dare! When fleeting thoughts of doubt survive like lingering clouds about the sky-- The human need to be desired, will always rise above the fear When first we trust our inner selves: then visions we see doth agree Alas they defer, alone and warily: left with only what could’ve been? Nay! Once the light shines on a purpose-- Then reluctant lovers best not diverse; they should try to search for pleasure-- For holding back and being leery never fills the lover’s treasure True love comes in many forms: or will it be the one that harms? For the ones that risk it all and win are far ahead and stand within A heart that’s full and free of pain will never ever be lonely again!
Posted on: Thu, 25 Jul 2013 11:34:00 +0000
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