Baronhawk's Nest

It did simmer
and then to boil,
a torrid downpour
of un-platonic wiles.

A constant whisper
of thoughts that endlessly toil.

A brazenly dapper
harbinger of un-imaginable joys.

Touches that linger...
looks that shy...
thoughts that hover...
and words that sigh...

a jaunty parade
of un-innocent wants
perusing delicious assets
in hidden pantomime.

We'll walk this road,
a million times.
Through storms and shoals,
that never ends.

Through thick and thin,
on rough and smooth.
A million dreams,
by sun and moon.

A thousand sighs,
a hundred cries.
A thousand tears,
from a hundred eyes.

Days and years,
that saunter by.
Nights of sleepless,
lullabies...

Where have we,
have got to go.
What have we,
have got to hold.

An emptied heart,
a hollowed soul.
torn apart,
by hopes untold.

But for a tear drop,
and a smile.
look for the moment
at every mile.

For God still love you,
all through this while.
His faith within you,
Would never die.

Dear friends that stood,
through rain and shine,
with hands that reach,
and hearts that sing.

Then Shed a tear drop,
for His benevolance.
and birth a smile,
for friendship's persistence.

There it lives,
beyond the memory,
a special place,
that once was you and me.

Where I found,
the me that I could be,
when you're around,
your love does this to me.

We would fly,
and soar into the sky,
reaching high,
to touch where heavens lie.

All around,
the distance, through the times,
where we are bound,
by love that's most sublime.

You and I,
forever and will be,
rhymes that sigh,
this special melody.

Love through time,
and distance that it bridge,
where we'll find,
a love that is complete.

And even when,
you are gone so far away,
my heart still send,
its love to you each day.

To me it is,
forever and will be,
our love still lives,
beyond the memory.

I walk the pitter patter of life, perusing the paths both sweet and bitter.
Searching for that jive, that clicks with my chit and chatter.
A purpose, a dream, a thought most dapper.
A brilliant excuse, a reason to factor.
For life is a journey, that deems to bother.
Doubts most hearty, and hopes that shatter.
Eclipsed by the many, the one lies unknown.
Amidst the dark truly, the bright disdains the norm.
What speaks the truth only, can never be seen nor known.
For the heart lies oft heavy, unperceived and outshone.
What fed my joys daily, is the promise of the dream.
This constantly sweet litany, of might and could have beens.
For even if the nights, did cower the end of days.
The dawn will then relight, and recover the hopes that stays.

There are those who call thee beauty
but only at a glance.

Others who call thee funny
look only for thy laugh.

Some would call thee classy
but only for thy charm.

But I...would call thee angel
for all that I know thou am.

Thy courage amidst the fires
thy strength against the storms.

Thy kind and gentle wisdom
thy heart, lovely and full.

For to me thou art the Lady
who has helped me through my storm.

A friend whose hand did lift me
and succored me through my gloom.

Thy beauty is quite amazing
of that I would agree.

But for me its just the icing
of the cake thats sweeter still.

For I have seen thee as the captain
sailing through thy life.

Fighting off the pirates
braving the seas at night.

Shining like a beacon
unflinching in thy ways.

A strength I find amazing
amidst the furor of thy days.

Thy beauty is in thy smile
but also in thy deeds.

For thou art more beautiful still
for all the beautiful things thou did.

Thy charm is in thy wiles
but truly in thy head.

For while thy personality shines
thine intelligence doth precedes.

Thy wings art thine compassion
thy concern for all and kind.

Thy halo art thine passion
for all that thou seek to find.

To me thou art an angel
that has deigned to call me friend.

To me thou art the Lady
to whom I will forever be inclined.