The Sounds of Love
The wings of the wind
An ax choking the air of the virgin lungs
The savage flairs of a hidden desire
Brings a love affair to the end of the road.
A contoured seduction,
On a brink of destruction
A singing soprano force
The opera to dance on barefooted
A solace of winter past seek
The lonely and heartbroken,
She walks away from the sadness of time.
The innocence of a kiss waited a right moment,
To cross in front of the skyline,
Embrace the journey at hand,
By any means necessary fight for the right of a white veil.
True calling only comes knocking when purity passes you by,
Not knowing when a silhouetted full of fire will set you free
Words of wisdom will always wonder outside the unknown.
My fear only prognosticated the Silent leaf,
Flying through a valley of smiles
Counting down the scales underneath the clouds
An invincible candle light guide me through a dense fog
Finding my own facial expression
Beneath a rainy day waiting for the hand of God
To come and lifting me up closer to heaven
Once and for all…
Rony Joseph all rights reserved 2009