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That I kiss you. That I kiss you. That I kiss you is a glorious Sunrise That I love you is a beautiful Sunset And in between those times is a daylight Of fusing colours which filter in From a rosy dawning’s climb And the misting red of a Sun’s retire This swirling ambience of colour Which streaks of fire from emotion’s palette Is gentled with the gold of a midday Sun This subtle shading which makes a bed For my heart to lay in And I live in this tender paint This visual concept of sentimentality But it is after the fall of the Sun When the shimmering tingle of silver’s Moon Gives a framing to the abstraction That is when this whole glorious set This fusion of soulful colour becomes distinct And alive to the eyes of my soul It is then, to the darkened set of twilight’s smoke Does the picture of your face appear Then do I see those pastel shades In such soft arrange As the rosy dawn does blush your cheeks While the fire of Sunset’s colour, in a joy Highlight your lips to a gloss And the darkness of Twilight curls its mists So your hair is the night and stars are high lit Then does the gold of a high midday Sun Startle in radiant beams from your eyes And light up my world when you look at me That I kiss you is in wonder And I am allowed to see the colour of heaven To know that such a dainty palette, in God’s hand Holds those same sensitive pigments of imagery With which God painted Paradise And this glorious Garden, this primal seating Is only for the hearts and souls, the eyes Of those who truly know and understand love |
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I can envision a lute being softly strummed as this vibrant love poem is presented to a lady and her maids.
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