Scent of Summer Honeysuckle

Honeysuckle

Scent of summer honeysuckle
Mixed with early morning dew
Stimulating all my senses
Cannot e’er compete with you

Walk with me in moonlight’s splendour
Where the honeysuckle grows
Watch the sunrise o’er the mountain
Bathing all in tender glow

Let us listen to the chorus
Of the morning birds in song
Singing out of love’s contentment
Oh may our love last that long

And, as all the world is stirring
Let us simply slip away
To our restful, peaceful garden
Till the morning turns to day

Oh, my love, may you feel comfort
In my arms may you find bliss
Sleep, awhile, in summer’s dawning
There to dream of love’s first kiss

Speak To Me

Speak to me;
Speak with words that burn
With the fire of love
Casting shadows from deep within.

Speak words that tear at heart strings
To bind them up again,
At one with the kindred spirit
Beating deep inside this lonely soul.

Speak with words
That only you and I can understand;
That tell our story
In shades and colours all sublime.

Speak to me;
Tell me that our love is true;
That nothing can or ever will
Come between us.

Speak to me
With words that draw us close together
In bonds unbreakable
That others cannot comprehend.

Speak to me;
And tell me why you love so strongly,
As I do.
And I will speak to you.