Indeed it is peculiar

Such written words are few

They clash with many spoken

Of the things I thought I knew

I’ll keep this brief my darling

Not of roses, violets blue

My heart doth beat a simple song

My song belongs to you

Above us mighty mountains rise

Atop them seedlings grow

To trail their earthy mothers

The oak sprouts deep below

Then us, we do just what we must

To reap all that we sow

So dear, begins my story thus

Tomorrow’s long ago

Waters rush out from the shore

They feed the strongest sea

Men fight with swords of rum and lash

For freedom isn’t free

No cage can beat the open air

When caged all creatures flee

Yet somehow I’m in highest flight

Tonight you’re holding me

So hold on tight, my darling

Steady stay upon your way

Touch me for a moment

In my midnight’s yesterday

The sturdiest of pillars

Water’s love made deep to clay

I look to you, my strongman

In a world of fear and fray

Do gently speak, my lover

Whisper softly till I sigh

Hold me close and watch the sunrise

Till it lightens every eye

Turn fast at the horizon

Turn fast as time draws nigh

And melt all that which binds you

Hold tight and yet we fly

Melt my heart it finds you

Hold tight and yet we fly