On Top

In the sway of the waltz as away we do fly
To the garden of play where pink roses abide,
I am carried aloft by embrace of ideal
On the wings of our joy as it blossoms for real.
And your body is light as a happy new breeze
That now skips through the sunrays that spangle the trees,
And our arms are close round us, our eyes catch on through
To live glory of me and dear wonder of you!

In the sway of the waltz as it slows down a bit,
In the touch of our toes as we turn and then sit,
In the laughter of butterflies, orange, yellow, white,
That brings smiles to our eyes from love’s hearing so right,
In the statues that guard us with tridents and spears,
And the beauty of others, which your beauty nears,
There’s a moment when time is our slave and our thrall;
We’re on top of the world because we’ve got it all!

There’s a statue of Light, and her lips are aglow
With a sense of the future of strong men who know;
There’s a statue of Competence, hard, almost grim,
As he swings down a sledge to an inner-heard hymn;
There’s a statue, a child, that forth leaps with gay might
Toward a bird out of reach that will teach him high flight;
There’s a statue of me, and a statue of you,
Who press closer together for whisperings so true.

Then a song from within soars on outward and strong,
And it voices the heart of the soul of all song,
And the love of its giving and joy of its flame
Fills the lovers of living with one-on-one fame.
So I snap off a rose and press light to your lips,
But you push it aside with your pink fingertips;
And you look in my eyes with a power that’s new
As I bend back the stem of the flower that’s you.

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1 Response to On Top

  1. solhls says:

    I love these lovely sentiments best:
    “And our arms are close round us, our eyes catch on through
    To live glory of me and dear wonder of you!”

    “So I snap off a rose and press light to your lips,
    But you push it aside with your pink fingertips;
    And you look in my eyes with a power that’s new
    As I bend back the stem of the flower that’s you.”

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