You Are Treasured In My Heart

Sombre morn and my heart yearns
Beneath still lights, where nothing burns
As I listen to the feelings, that you impart
Beneath the sound of heavens harp

Sounds of my heavenly angel singing
Whispers cease, and for my longing
Like the candle as it flickers
Could my heart pulse any quicker?

Brazen beauty, before this morn
Passage scribed, you are my dawn
No havens have I roamed
Compared to thee, in you I’m home

In our innocence, you are discreet
Where now you walk, with angelic feet
Beside thy nectar rose, what light confides thee?
Heaven knows, how you entice me

Murmur so, but not in haste
Linger more, in my warm embrace!

Exquisite how the starlight shuns
Before thy beauty, my beautiful one!
To bath among your very essence,
And breathe upon your alluring presence

Heaven knows, the sound of harps
But you are treasured, in my heart!

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