Early Morning Road
It’s the sound of your voice,
That stirs the depths of my soul.
A melody of words you speak,
As I begin to lose all control.
A timeless kiss on longing lips,
This moment frozen in time.
A stolen glance from gazing eyes,
One second to make you mine.
The triumph of my past failures,
Brought me to you.
Broken pieces of a metaphorical home,
Mended and left new.
Labored and tireless love,
Affections never enough.
Dawning sunsets of love,
Conditions resolved.
You’re my muse of tomorrow,
As I forget the ghost of the past.
My new path without the sorrow,
New steps I’m ready to take.
Flames of your passionate fire,
Illuminating this damaged soul.
The smoldering looks of desire,
Melted winter’s bitter grip.
Three words spoken in time,
Two hearts molded into one.
A jumping rabbit the sign,
On this early morning road.
A blessed light from above,
The saving grace of love.
Never before and never again,
Finding love within a friend.
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