i shall sing for you one day

of strumming seas in chords of waves... i'll write a song for thee one day while resting in her pleasures a slow and gentle sail away of dreamseas shining treasures a soothing, softly quiet lay near close to zephyr's whisper and it will swell and fill thy sails a'billowing; a whistler 'breathes scented spice, exotic lands pristine, untouched, uncharted and there may you debark to find thy self, thy soul, thy heartbed a kismet's haunting lore; a 'frain gifts mem'ry smoked in ages replete with living loves dear bought with staining loss, with praises her siren's sweet, melodic prayer a chanting burnt in keepings rock thee away, away as tides sketch sands unending shiftings rolls in, rolls out, rolls in, rolls out... a sky of licked blue crystal...; a deep'ning oceans troubadour sounds back from heav'ns' missal eternal hymns in off'ring now to daystar's kiss such blessings in rev'rence, holy wonder, awe his harp strung taut in echoings as falling free, a songbird 'lites and wee hours fills with longing i'll sing a song for thee one day and there thee'll be, where thee'd be, sailing sea rocking * * * dedicated to he who would be... my counselor my guardian my wizard my date and my dearest heartfriend s Written September 7th, 2001 © on Sep 06 2001 08:28 PM PST, nancy may jeremiah nalley   0 • 8