NO MIRAGE, THE PAINTER

No Mirage, The Painter

BRIGHT AS SUNSHINE

IN EYES AS BLUE AS SKY

SWIFTLY, SWEETLY

PAINTING LOVE

ON A CANVAS SUCH AS I.

CRISP AS AUTUMN

AND TASTING FRESH AS SNOW

RENEWING, WOOING

A BROKEN HEART

TO FOLLOW WHERE YOU GO.

AND TENTATIVE YET BOLDLY

I REACH A TREMBLING HAND

CROSS THROUGH SPACE

TO TOUCH YOUR FACE

LIKE A SCULPTURE IN THE SAND.

BUT NO MIRAGE, THE PAINTER

THERE STANDING BEFORE ME

YOUR LOVE CANNOT BE SWEPT AWAY

NOR CARRIED OUT TO SEA.

SO SOLID STANDS THE CASTLE

SO STURDY IS THE FRAME

THAT HOLDS THE PAINTING

THAT COMES TO LIFE

WHEN YOU SAY MY NAME.

©BY VOO

SEPT 27, 2006

11:35 P.M. 

Have I Told You Lately by Van Morrison