Romance is an unknown language
that is among autumn leaves
with beautiful white wings
looking back at me...
Love held deep into his amazing eyes
blue angel eyes singing out to me
he is painting something I had never seen,
Deep within my soul
that was once shadowed me
with so much pain of long ago
far deeper down into my heart
this angel had left his mark...
In the shadows of my mind
that old familiar look had shaken my soul
my mine came back to the time
where my earliest memories of his words
came to me like thunder in an unquiet way,
That held a rhyme of true Love
that is when he folded his beautiful wings
over me to set my spirit free.

Judy Emery © 1984
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery