A Gentleman's Song

It's a dance between just you and me,
a lovers long,
sweet,
Call.

The wind is drunk on soft whispers,
beneath the pine trees,
ever tall.

It's the way you talk to me,
expired words just on your tongue,
No one talks like that anymore,
a gentleman's song has been sung.

It's the vibrations of your laughter,
and your voice so lovely and low,
you take away the bad dreams,
and leave me with a bliss I've never known.

Your words are my release,
your laughter my cure.
My world's a better place,
just because you are here.

I don't know if love has found me,
among the broken mirrors,
or if the love I'm feeling is,
even,
really,
real.

-So August 2013