By Scott Bailey © 2014
Love is warm while truth
Is cold. The endless battle
Shakes the human world

Love is warm while truth
Is cold. The endless battle
Shakes the human world

The heart is the drummer
The lungs a violin
You bring on a timpani roll
That rumbles to my feet
For you I am an orchestra
Though I often clang and clash
I hope my humble melody
Might catch your heart
In a dance
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Standing on a high hill
Green fields rolling away beneath my feet
Off into the hazy horizon.
Strong breeze blowing through my hair
It exhilarates me – makes me feel
I could step forward and fly
Yet
It is nothing to the way you make me feel
Laying in the sun
In the lush deep grass
Sparkles dancing on the water
Blue skies in great expanse arching high
Warms me – happiness safe in my heart
Yet
Cold compared to the warmth you bring
A word of praise from peers
Or reward for long hard work
A beer after a trying day
Shoring up my worth
Yet
Nothing makes me better – more the man I should be
Than having you by my side forever
My love
My wife
My Rachel
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Seven years
They say it’s wool
Well I have my little lamb
To keep me warm
And hope to hold her
Beyond diamond!
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Now inspired by the site I discovered yesterday going to try some different forms. This is a Katauta.
Silky dress caress
Swishing – lighting my desire
For your loving touch