Love’s Messenger |

How will I recognize your face?
Disguised as lover, friend or child
Another time, a different place
In which to use seductive wiles

How will I know your love is real?
That it will stand the test of time
Can I allow it to reveal
What is yours and what is mine?

Can I trust in what you say?
As I listen with my heart
Do I know that, come what may,
We will never be apart

And yet I sense a subtle change
No sight nor sound my lover brings
Of feelings still beyond my range
Just stirring like a fledgling’s wings

In haste to flee the nest secure
To live and love and see the day
When in your arms I can be sure
At last that I have found my way

Love creeps unbidden to the door
Of consciousness, who unaware
And lying in its virgin state
Denies ‘all’s fair in love and war’

Perhaps I should declare my love
In all its purity and truth
It has no form, it has no name
Yet in its innocence, it has youth

Before the mists of time descend
To dim the memories of my love
Upon whose wings I do depend
To bring the message of the dove

The dove of peace, love’s messenger
Flies true and swiftly to your heart
On Aphrodite’s blessed wings
I trust my passion will impart…