"Listen To The Music"

Not a bird was heard nor a morning dove
I put the record on
And listened for her lilting Love......

As she entered my field
Of vision
I knew that my heart knew
Her loveliness before
Splashing on my adoration's
Song of Love's
Rapport
Red, the ache I juggled
As the purple of her
Moved my heart
To dance
And not a bird was heard nor a morning dove
In the morning
As you breezed by my front porch
And stopped to listen
For the mockingbird
That lifted the music
Through my front door......

You're my morning splendor
The Love my life's
Been searching for
Won't you
Listen to the music
Playing
It sings the song
Of Love's
Rapport......

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)