Jeffrey Hull
Friday, December 23, 2005
Homeward
And sail the bluest sea;
Wind will be my love for thee
And wave, your love for me.
Let's go soaring, truest love,
Where sultry breezes blow,
Sailing over clouds below
To lands just lovers know.
Let's go dancing, truest love,
To music heard afar,
Twirling o'er the swell and star
With heaven's door ajar.
And homeward then, my truest love,
To dream by lovers' light;
Weave me in your heart tonight–
Thou art my soul's delight.
© 2005 Jeffrey Hull
1 Comments:
How romantic! and...spiritual.