Would speak to every sunrise
that eyes dream bluer skies
feel wonder in the morning light
that once ago our hearts did, might
recall the beauty of an eye in tear
would that our passion live near.
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In morning, when first glance
there is memory follows by chance
we designed our hearts with love
in eyes lined in song a sweet dove
in harmony has found perch nearby
to let me feel a passionate sky.
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Oh to know only why is once a cry
eternally a solace will my body sigh
walk now, remedy a lonely reminder
in every morning blue tears are sure
I will in melody speak truth may let
ours a memory weep silent sunset
˙© Scott F Savage 11/2020
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