Soft breezes blow pleasantly
From the vale profound
Of a nostalgic love,
Passing and caressing
A swooning heart in me,
Sunken and sullen,
But as a mourning dove
Long nestled in a broken nest.
Thrills and spills of love
Erase the gloomy thoughts
But for a little while,
Till she smiles to herself
Behind the long veil
Of the distant past
Easing the ordeals of life.
In the twilight of melancholy
Comes my earnest love
With her loving thoughts
Invited by the soothing breeze,
And I am feeling cuddled,
Ecstatic and thrillingly enthralled...
