darkly drums the dreary heart alone
though wise deny darkness to know day
love’s bright light as though no night is shone
young while born with love — love must be known
touch gentle with love’s hand — don’t betray
darkly drums the dreary heart alone
old like poems fine metaphors in tone
their love just dust or a spring bouquet
love’s bright light as though no night is shone
rich show love — for love — or to atone
wealth can’t buy true love — or so they say
darkly drums the dreary heart alone
poor give love — for love — it’s all they own
love returned is more than they convey
love’s bright light as though no night is shone
lost is life spent chasing a gravestone
love enlightens life and paints the way
darkly drums the dreary heart alone
love’s bright light as though no night is shone