A love in verse

The Cause

2000-11-16
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From kitchen to the garden, from the garden to the skies

This is my world of Thursdays where you, the very moon, 

Irradiate the evening with gleaming of your eyes,

Become my sun in daylight to fire the afternoon


From hallway to the bedroom, from bedroom to your heart

Ecstatically mine travels; your presence everywhere

(For I can hear you singing) invades each blessed part

Excites the very cobwebs, gives happiness to air


I come to you, I put my hands in yours

That I hold life as heaven – you are the cause.


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