Andrew Barber Poems

I am swept by visions of glory,
Given to flame and burnt to the soul.
Of touching bonds in raging fury,
For I am half and we are whole.
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When shadow casts and time seems long,
When all seems lost and hope has gone.
I think of thee and words now said,
Your voice, your lines, the path we tread.
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Upon thy lips a word does whisper,
Upon its sound, the breeze will hang
And to its meaning, a kiss shall muster
And to my ears, its meaning sang
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Oh the light through cloud doth wither,
Upon these tears this shadow clings.
Yet moon in shine with silver slither,
Your hope my sword, your love my wings.
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By spring in rise from slumber long,
She smiles with light and morning song.
In fertile bloom as colours burst,
Her gentle arms, embrace while nurse.
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