Friday, December 12, 2008

Honeysuckle Summer

You educate and inspire love
So I'm a graduate of higher love

Like the sweet smell of hay on a fresh-cut summer day
Like the full moon in flight on a perfect summer night
You'll be my moon that's full and sweet aroma
My honeysuckle soul and love diploma

We share a delicate eloquence
A deliberate eminence
We illuminate an essence
An equal interest in co-dependence

Like the challenging of an oncoming halogen town
The fighting words have all been penned down
The message is now for giving
To live and to love, two to's that equal forgiving
The mission is now for caring
To warm like a glove, to chose two people sharing

Like the sweet smell of hay on a fresh-cut summer day
Like the full moon in flight on a perfect summer night
You'll be my moon that's full and sweet aroma
My honeysuckle soul and love diploma

Now I'm a graduate of higher love
Like Noah's transition from raven to dove
You listen to my analytical views
And feel for humanities political news

Together lets remember geography
We won't be just a match, we'll be a candle
A burning ember engraved inside of me

You educate and inspire love
So I'm a graduate of higher love

by Royce Waxenfelter
12/11/08

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