Fields Of Organdy

Written from an Old Heart

Made new
~ By You

Come with me.. Whilst I saunter 
Amidst thee fields of organdy…
Neath the sounds from the bills ~
And wings of the dove grays…
Mid their drifting lofty peaks…

Take my love and follow me ~
Whilst I favor whispering banks..
‘Pon thy unbridl'd shoulders…
With sails of soft leaning lips…
~ Wed to be a sea upon thee…

Lay with me…neath the autumn’d skies
And gaze ‘pon our summer’d days…
Of cup shaped silhouettes laying….
Their pillows neath our blanket of sighs..
Whilst nature speaks of everlasting….