Be It As It May! Poem by Geoff Warden

The snow has fallen upon this soul,
the warming touch of her soft hand,
the burning hunger, mournful desire,
rekindled flame, fanned fire

Gentle feel of her soulful touch,
vision focused, enlightened silhouette,
darkened yearning, unwanted display,
sinful nature, lust you made.

Be it as it may, I've known not,
that darkened door, you walked through,
death found life, Ah revived blah,
this type of a'more, I never saw.....