When the lyric of love is the lilt,
the troubadour has no trouble
to choose the choses for his Cherie
Do you see the giftwrap that glows
over the glimmer that you uncover
is the time that it took to deliver
from the beginning to the end?
I have no better mail that relates
the story of discovery and rediscovery
no annal so harbinging of glory
no dawn that breaks to more revelry!
That the Gideon knows he is gallant
for all forty and more for eternity!
We have been travelers in an unspoken ecstasy!
Only the journeyperson knows the signpost
of his destination. When the attainment
of his truest love, manifests all else that
he loves to fall in place and order!
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