Oh sweet melody of love sublime, When did I first hear your echo Sweeping softlly pass my ear? I know the lyrics to that song, My heart sang its melody When first we kissed. I know the lyrics to that song, It's the sound of spring, It's the song birds sing. I hear it in the rustling leaves Every breeze repeats the sound I hear it when you hold me. I hear it when you caress my hair I know the lyrics to that song, I hear them everywhere. I wrote the last love poem yesterday, It was written on the breath and Sigh of your good-bye. Cynthia