Interlude
(a come-away call for Elaine)
Come away, love, come away!
It`s the beat that`s steeped too deeply
In your blood makes your head
Throb so.
And the light that is lit too weakly
Makes your eyes dead,
Love, and saps them of their soul-glow.
Come away! Come away!
Come away, let`s away, let`s go, love!
Now, while the streets are darkened through and through.
Let`s take ourselves to where the sunrise glow, love,
Spreads through meadows sprinkle-lit with dew.
It must be now! Let`s away, let`s break, love.
Let`s soar free, swift as the swallow darts,
Let`s leave this stifling city in our wake, love,
And follow the southward yearning of our hearts.
Come on, let`s go! Let`s be away, love.
I know a place made just for you and for me.
A place where three hills nuzzle a little bay, love,
And the country breathes in deeply of the sea.
Of all the green lanes that beckon us in as we drive, love,
Let`s find the welcoming one that leads us there,
Then sleep, your head on my shoulder, till we arrive, love,
And let the slip-wind steal away your care.
We`ll walk the last green mile to the last green rise, love,
Then pause, while the peace of it lightens up your eyes.
The sand gold, the sea serene and the drowsing skies, love,
The sound of the bay-surf sighing and the gull`s cries.
Then we`ll just lie there through the noon-long calm, love.
And let the soft sea-breeze, whispering in from the shoals,
Lave round our tired limbs like soothing balm, love.
And in that quietness re-possess our souls.
And when twilight comes and the drapes of evening rest, love,
Already on the eastern edge of the bay,
And all the sky-and-water world to the west, love,
Is yellow with the linger-light of day
…There are some words I want to say…
Not many words, nor long, nor loud words, love,
Slow, like the homeward reach of wings that start
At sunset from some drift of sea-brood birds, love.
Words, eased by a quiet need from a quiet heart.
And if the daycalm`s done it`s work and the time is right, love.
As the stars become apparent in the sky
Through the dimness deepening into night, love,
You`ll smile…and raise your head…and you`ll reply.
And we`ll kiss then, and rise up, and hand in hand, love
Front the breeze as it begins to blow
Again to seaward off the muffled land, love,
Then we`ll gaze our last goodbyes…and then we`ll go.
Ah! Come away love, come away!
It`s the beat that`s steeped too deeply
In your blood makes your head
Throb so.
And the light that`s lit too weakly
Makes your eyes dead,
Love, and saps them of their soul-glow
Come away!
Come away!
Come away.
Dave D Poet Rhumour
Thu 12th Feb 2015 13:46
Romance need never die if we enjoy fanning the flames... :)
Best wishes, Dave