“Song For A Tulip” <br />By: Benedict Salvacion <br /> <br />I loved thee in the quietness of the wind <br />thou laughter, thou eyes, those hair <br />swaying like the melodies of music <br />sweet as the morning dew at rest <br /> <br />I loved thee from the deepest of me <br />that not even a thought could follow <br />nor even a wise could fathom <br />the echoes of voices singing thou name <br /> <br />I loved thee that I kept my silence <br />a wish akin to my death <br />and yet ere for I to live, I chose not <br /> for life is nothing without thou smiles <br /> <br />I loved thee that I bid my farewell <br />my tulip from the golden field <br />the sole purpose of my day <br />my rising sun from the east <br /> <br />I loved thee that I succumb to our past <br />carried by the north winds <br />still warm that it lingers <br />in my memory in the words of my poetry<br /><br />Julian Salvacion<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-for-a-tulip/
