You have come to me from a distant land,
Dreamer of dreams, to fill my hearts desire,
Sweet music flowing from your nimble hand,
That plays within... to light my passion's fire.
A symphony of word and thought you bring.
Excitement builds upon crescendo's sound,
Brought forth in tones to make my light heart sing
For all the beauty that, with you, I've found.
A life has changed in just an instant's time,
All darkness fled before that brilliant sun,
That shines from spoken words of softest rhyme,
And speaks of treasures, only just begun.
That mystic meeting gives my heart a glow
That few have seen and only you will know.
M
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