My voice for you is both tender and languid <br />Disturbs later silence of night dark. <br />Near bed sad the candle burns mine; <br />my verses merge murmuring, flow, rivers loves, <br />Flow are full you. <br />In darkness your eyes shine before with me, <br />to me smile, and sounds are heard by me: <br />My friend, my gentle friend and my love. I Like... Yours! <br /> <br />In pine ions long hopeless, <br />in alarms of noisy vanity, <br />the voice gentle sounded to me long <br />Also lovely fig dreamed. <br />And heart beat in ecstasy, <br />And for it have revived again <br />and a deity, and inspiration, <br />both life, and happiness, and LOVE … <br /> <br />Copyrighted@2008<br /><br />Jun Insigne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-with-love/
