The Arms Of Love
Illuminate my soul
As the sun greets the sky
In the morning and closes
The night with a thousand kisses
That seal each breath it unfolds
Within the arms of love...
And the clouds paint a name,
Your name, of course,
Pale, like a signature
First written over a plain
White horizon-fleshly the hand
Reveals the promise taken
In hand at heart's command...
Through the silence-a voice
Lingers in treetops singing,
Calling out words
Invested in infinity-
Calling your name aloud
With no response...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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