Today there's a chance
I may hear again
Your ardent song, clothed with destiny's muse.
Yesterday's waiting
Will not be in vain
As wish becomes scribed, distance reduces.
Tomorrow will bring
More spring to light steps
I won't have to dance with lead in my shoes.
Those ether-borne tunes
Make lonely times lessen
For the short moments while reading your music.
Such a dance within words
Carries great meaning
Compose me then gold and banish my blues.
Each verse is doing a salsa and engages the reader in some of the swirling movements ...The muse from your poetic pen is flowing here effortlessly and soaking the minds and hearts ...A great love poem , a life poem that bringsforth the fine emotions to the table ....nice phrases here in Yesterday's wait ...vain ....ether born tunes .....and the final desire to be composed in gold ....this one really a heart warming poem