Wayne Falconer

The stars are placed right tonight.
There's some kinda bright glowing light
bringing home her blues music star
arriving from country away far.

Lady with her glowing red gown.
Dark hair falling shoulder length down
looks out upon window seat view
knows how his heart sings true.

He sang hardly need single word
to let your truth be heard
devotion is within pure sweet eye
emotions who can never die.

Her lover will strum his song
althrough the darken night long
until fresh breath dawns light
allows mornings bird to take flight.

Cool tuned wind in the trees
lady Emma is upon her knees
hypnotized by his deep blues
listening to his hidden inner clues.

His song is kissing her lips
rhythm caressing her waist and hips.
The magic charm is warmly glowing
her heightening pleasures are flowing.

Desires the dragon to devour
like the rose bud red flower
arriving with deepest fiery song
whose meaning can't be wrong.

Well loves arrow fired true
creates romance young old and new.
What other unsung lines left to say
except sweet Emma's singers come today.

And he's her messenger of love.