HE SUNG TO ME
He Sung To Me
He sings to me a song that we only know
we dance on the sand of romance
the stars and the velvet moon looking down on us
He sings his love to me from heaven above
I had never seen the sea as beauty as thee
I am in enslaved to my lovers heart
he sung'ed to me with so much victory
we made history
He gazed so bright into the night of our Love
A love so free at easy like the summers breeze
his Love sung'ed to me like no other
He sung'ed to me
in a voice so sweet and clear
His voice of true devotion of our Love
He filled my soul with new emotions
His love is so true and rare
A love I could never fear.
Poetic Lilly J. Emery (c)
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