Love Song

 

Love Song

Br James Rodney Moorer

 

In the wee dark hours of the morning, I sing my love song to you unfettered by daylight cares.

 

It is pure, deeply serenading.

 

I rush, but remember it is a love song not to be hurried, enjoyed as the aroma of a brew steeped just right, steam rising off the top, to be inhaled deeply, savored, remembered, lived again and again, without benefit of commercial interruption.

 

It is the song I sing.

Reviews

[Sean Allen]

Very nice, the wee dark hours seem like the best.

[Gandré]

such a wonderful and transparent innocent love call, when the wind becomes a gale in your heart ,what a silence than prevails, the song u sing!

[Ms. Ella M]

nice, but then, they always are....

[poet2angels (lynda)]

Beautiful.....
So well expressing how a love song should be written...
Great job

Lynda