Sunday, 20 November 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
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Lost in the song of life and love - in the very best way
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful the song without words..in words.
ReplyDeleteso beautiful, specially the last line of each stanza...
ReplyDeleteDelightful as always.
ReplyDelete(Now tell me true, is the nightingale's song really so beautiful? Or do our magpies and currawongs outdo it?)
There are two kind of nightingales... the one we have up here is mostly quite loud...
DeleteThis is a beautiful song for a snowy Sunday morn!
ReplyDeleteLove the story... almost a fairytale
ReplyDelete"Romance is beyond all rationale"
ReplyDeleteYes. And even a bit of it adds to life's delight.
I love this: "Sing me a song without words my love"
ReplyDeleteYes, a song without words is always such a lovely thought.
ReplyDeleteI absolutely adore this ❤️ to sing a song without words.. sigh.. beautiful!!!
ReplyDeleteSo lyrical and romantic. Sigh. This is just beautiful, Robin.
ReplyDeleteIndeed sometimes romance is beyond rationale. You just must follow where your heart leads.
ReplyDeleteI love reading poems and this was a delight.
ReplyDeleteZQ
Very nice romantic piece of writing...bkm
ReplyDeleteThis 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".
ReplyDeleteMy protestations seem so banal
ReplyDeleteRomance 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
There you go again, you old romantic, you! :)
ReplyDeleteSweet poem !
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