Lora Colon

(26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

Eternally Yours


I'm yours, my love, when shadows fall,
Revealing silhouettes on the garden wall,
And the mourning doves begin to call

The midnight sentinel, from his loft on high
Looks down on us and heaves a sigh,
Asking 'Is she yours? ', 'Yes, she's mine' you reply

With happy heart he looks away,
And lights our path 'til break of day,
When celestial fires our deeds betray

I'm yours in sunshine, that heavenly light,
That guides our hearts on their mortal flight;
I'm yours in darkness..... I'm yours tonight

I'm yours, my love, in smoke and flame,
When the roses hang their heads in shame
After hearing us quarrel - I'm yours, all the same

I'm yours when the robin sings his lonely song,
Yours when you fail me, I'm yours when you're wrong
How can I explain it - this is where I belong!

With waves of happiness lapping the shores,
Blessed contentment has opened its doors,
And because I love you, I'm eternally yours

Submitted: Saturday, August 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 13, 2013

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