In Thy Love-Realm I Would Gladly Live and Die
In Thy Love-Realm I Would Gladly Live And Die
Feeding thy mind soft-sweet words, heart wrapped in pure silk
thou art breathe of morn, treasure of thy mother's milk;
composing within feverish high prancing gleams,
flowing in fantastic velvety seamless seams.
This poet-spirit lives solely within thy grace
its rare gentleness and warm welcoming embrace;
send this day, dearest words of thy beating heart's pleas,
paradise, romance made by both our shining seas.
In that feast, where heaven showers with love-gold flakes
thy kisses art panacea for this soul aches;
thy voice singing songs that make earthen angels cry
for in thy love-realm I would gladly live and die.
Robert J. Lindley, 11-30-2016
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