JULIE

 

SHE IS BUT A WOMAN

BUT SHE IS A WOMAN

UNLIKE ANY OTHER

SHE CAPTURED MY HEART WITH JUST THE SMILING OF HER EYES

 

NO MORE COULD I CALL MYSELF A GOD

NO MORE COULD IMMORTALITY BE MINE TO HOLD

SHE, WITH HER VERY PRESENCE,

HAD FALLEN ME TO A MAN

AND WITH HER WARMING GRACE

LIFTED ME BACK UP AGAIN

 

IN THE SUMMER AIR I AN SMELL HER

BREATHE DEEP THE LUSCIOUS EVENINGS HELD AGAINST HER BREASTS

THE TENDER TOUCH OF HER HAND

HER WARM EMBRACE

THE KISS THAT POURS LIFE INTO MY SOUL

AND SENDS THE TINGLING OF PASSION THROUGH MY VEINS

 

HEAVEN WAS DEVISED IN THE MINDS OF MAN

BUT MAKING LOVE TO HER

IS A HEAVEN THAT NO MANS DREAMS CAN DARE TO REACH

 

I CLOSE MY EYES TO SEE HER

BLONDE HAIR OF ANGELS

SKIN, SMOOTHER, SOFTER

THAN THE WHISPERING OF AN AUTUMN BREEZE

 

I SAY TO YOU

THIS IS TRUE BEAUTY

I SAY TO MY FRIENDS

THIS IS TRUE LOVE

I SAY TO MYSELF AND UNTO THE WORLD

SHE IS MY ETERNITY

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