Love Melts the Thorns of a Rose
Another night to drown in your mystic splendor
Could not calm a pounding heart swoon, neath a blush moon.
Poise in untold colour, true beauty you surrender
Suspended, soon bedding, good-night veils of clouds cocoon.
Thirst of the soul melts the thorns of
A rose, transcends beyond a never-ending fountain of Love.
Endless blue mosaic slumber awaking in cool caress.
Burst of radiant hope release in fluttering flight,
Caught across in the current ripples; whose touch may press
Deeply, brushing against nature's doorstep light.
Thirst of the soul melts the thorns of
A rose, transcends beyond a never-ending fountain of Love.
Thy presence summons by my yearning love,
Peacefulness invited in, welcoming salvation,
Enlightenment of the presence of the Lord above.
Enrapture faint breath and sigh deep emotion.
Thirst of the soul melts the thorns of
Arose, transcends beyond a never-ending fountain of Love.
4/10/2020 Poem of the Day on 4/12/2020
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