Hymn to love
The blue sky over us may collapse… Édith Piaf
Love is the music of the heart.
When they beat in harmony,
A sweet melody of the seventh art.
The most beautiful symphony.
The sweetness of a violin in the city of love.
A passionate kiss under a great tower.
Walking down an avenue, our souls above.
The evening comes to offer a flower.
A guitar arpeggio that brings a tear to your eye.
The blowing of a trumpet, we see life in pink.
A note that confuses us, we wonder why?
And the words of a love song we drink.
On the branch of a tree you see a dove.
It was God who told you to be a lover.
An emotion, a thrill, hand on heart, together.
It's the music of the heart, a hymn to love.
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Tony Herlin
A dreamer who neither speaks nor writes English, a difficult but highly instructive exercise. (Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience caused).
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Love flourishing beautifully.
Hmmm you may be correct!!!!!!
Excellent love poem