Sometimes, dreams come true...
Maybe it's intuition/
But some things you just don't question/
Like in your eyes I see my future in an instant/
And there it goes I think I found my best friend
Savage Garden 1999
(Click the title for the YouTube link)
The Gift
BJ Neblett
© 2013/2014
Once I was a lover
Through youthful eyes I saw
The world a brightly wrapped package
Each dawn Christmas day
My heart I sent before me
Its glow lit my path
The girls who did abide me
I loved them everyone
With poems wise and tender
With songs both sweet and sad
My love boxed gay and brightly
A gift of the pilgrim soul
Many a heart would tarry
Many a breast would sing
Each gentle touch a promise
And every kiss a lie
Each moon would enrapture
Each sun revealed the truth
The package prized and desired
The gift inside ignored
And so my soul did wander
Cold years marked my path
Unopened and unwanted
My gift inside to die
Love’s song but a memory
Heart’s glow a flickering light
Through dimming eyes I saw you
A rose against the snow
My gift all but forgotten
The wrappings torn and brown
You took the love within me
Unquestioned for your own
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BJ
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