Between two lamps, evolves a smile from one beloved by me
As she transmits the rays of hope I feel from company
Of her within a room, reserved for minds that think as one.
From the rising breath of night, the soul of purest love selects
My love to sing a song immune to any kind of specks
As she awaits another breath from warmth of sun.
The blend of lights from lamps and candles on a table made of stone,
Compliment a song my love is singing while we sit alone,
A serenade unique ignites the bond of love we share.
Each note ascending sweetly through the space of open air
Is medicine my love provides with power to repair
My mind of residue already left from times unfair.
Jason Constantine Ford
Backgrounds by Marie
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