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A Night of Solace
An air of tranquil, yet ardent feelings
Is in the brew of nature’s tea,
May the caress of love be in your dealings
With the tinkling call of the chickadee.
The time is ripe when the sun doth set
Over the fiery montane greenery,
The golden hue of those flowing curls
Only adds to the perfection of my scenery.
Slow the speed of my racing heart
And may the chip of the warbler endear
The sights and sounds of love’s earthly passion
When your sweet song shows me you are near.
The nearby stream babbles in its query
When the seemingly full moon chooses to rise,
But when you move nearer my languishing space
To slip out of your cloaked daytime disguise.
Wind chimes can call in secret intent
Yet the stars can cast an innocent glow.
So few have ever truly seen
What my seductress surely knows.
Come be seated on my rocky bench
Which overlooks my supple range;
It can cast a somewhat eerie shadow
Though life is always subject to change.
And as we savor this precious moment
There is no room for encroachment now.
Steal a kiss from the harbinger of fall
And summer will fade by the rusted plow.
Chuck-will’s widow will cross the moon’s light
And call the cool night away,
Then before you know it
The bright sun announces a new day.
In the meantime, hold me now
Before our magic disappears,
Though the spell will be broken
As the cruelty of life premiers.
It was a dream well spent and I savored the night
As it showed what love meant to me.
You chirped your vows in return
For one night, just for me.
Now that reality has come into view
A tear escapes your eye.
For a bird and a gentle man
Must now bid each other goodbye.