Sunday, November 20, 2016

Sing me a song


Sing me a song without words my love
Your sweet voice just like a peaceful dove
Whose plaintive cooing still lingers on
In love with you I've fallen headlong

I was struck dumb when I saw you first
My desire was like unquenchable thirst
With that primal urge to make you mine
Your lips are much like forbidden wine

Sweet the nightingale's song with its trills
As the sun sinks down over the hills
And hear the noise of my poor heart's beat
So joyful since by chance we did meet

My protestations seem so banal
Romance is beyond all rationale
It's my only means to prove my love
Surely we'll both fit like hand in glove

Image found at www.bbc.co.uk/nature/17403241

19 comments:

  1. Lost in the song of life and love - in the very best way

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  2. So beautiful the song without words..in words.

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  3. so beautiful, specially the last line of each stanza...

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  4. Delightful as always.

    (Now tell me true, is the nightingale's song really so beautiful? Or do our magpies and currawongs outdo it?)

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    1. There are two kind of nightingales... the one we have up here is mostly quite loud...

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  5. This is a beautiful song for a snowy Sunday morn!

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  6. Love the story... almost a fairytale

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  7. "Romance is beyond all rationale"
    Yes. And even a bit of it adds to life's delight.

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  8. I love this: "Sing me a song without words my love"

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  9. Yes, a song without words is always such a lovely thought.

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  10. I absolutely adore this ❤️ to sing a song without words.. sigh.. beautiful!!!

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  11. So lyrical and romantic. Sigh. This is just beautiful, Robin.

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  12. Indeed sometimes romance is beyond rationale. You just must follow where your heart leads.

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  13. I love reading poems and this was a delight.
    ZQ

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  14. Very nice romantic piece of writing...bkm

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  15. This is lovely. With the lightest touch of whimsy and old world charm, it has a wonderful romantic quality that is so ... h-m-m-m ... (I think I'm searching for a word we don't hear much anymore) ... "gallant".

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  16. My protestations seem so banal
    Romance is beyond all rationale

    However much one wants to be rational matters of the heart will surely veto the 'protestations'. One cannot win when emotions take over! Very true Robin!

    Hank

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  17. There you go again, you old romantic, you! :)

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