Come sit with me beneath the sycamore tree We'll share our stories and whisper our dreams You'll tell me yours I'll tell you mine And together, we'll stay lost in time
Unrequited Love A most foolish path I chose to pursue For it leads, alas To nowhere, but you So, in snippet and rhyme I reach out in word Hoping you read me I write to be heard Still, you ignore The words so dear For their meaning Resounds All too clear Lynn Long is an aspiring writer/novelist
Love Said Hello Stars once aligned Moonbeams shone bright Hearts felt a flutter On a midsummer night Thoughts were warm Feelings were true Love said hello For love was new Alas, now a memory In the fallen leaves For love flew away On an Autumn breeze Lynn Long is an aspiring writer/novelist
Confessions The hand writes what the heart desires The mind has no control Pen to paper words are written as confession I am told Within ourselves the truth is hidden Waiting to be free Desires hopes dreams and wishes calling out to thee... Lynn is an aspiring writer /novelist. https :// zolanymph1.blogspot.com
Love's Sweet Reverie You are a memory, lost within dream Awakening my soul before time seen Only in moonbeams I remember sweet The love we felt on a warm summer night The euphoria spent in Autumns light As our bodies entwined becoming one Igniting passion beneath celestial sun Destined to meet in blissful reverie Our souls sing in perfect harmony Alas, where we begin... we must also end For our love exists in dreams hidden So eternally within loves abyss I will meet you always to share a kiss Lynn Long is an aspiring writer/novelist.
Let's take a trip just you and me Let's tiptoe through the galaxy... We'll follow moonbeams near and far We'll dance our way beyond the stars... And when the night has bid adieu Let's take a trip just me and you...
Feel the wind upon your face Dance in rains warm embrace See the sun rise and fall Hear the howl of a lone wolf's call... Taste the wonder of loves first kiss Believe in dreams and all you wish...
Iridescent silken strands intricately woven disband For again and again the spider will spin Until her web of magnificence becomes a deadly trap of silence Lynn Long is an aspiring writer/novelist.
Time to sleep my little one Time to fly in midnight sun Time to dance in moonlit beams Time to dream of worlds unseen Time to wish the day goodbye And... Time to sing this lullaby Lynn Long is an aspiring writer/novelist.