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There Is A Girl

There is a girl in another time, another place
Through the mist of distance I paint her face.
She sings to me sweet melodies in perfect pitch.
This lovely girl lives just a little into my future.
Yet unconstrained by time, she is always there bleeding rich,
Sacrosanct in love and promise so crimson and pure.
Up in the sky sometimes I see her dancing there,
Teasing me to come and join her in the air.
To this lovely girl and to my heart I guarantee to
Cantillate my love while playing my didjeridoo.
With songs of wind and ice, and fire and truth
Her empty heart I will savory seal with splendid routh.

—-I wrote this ten years BEFORE I married my dear, sweet wife who I found in the Philippines.
Jeramie Tamayo Benson now Jeramie Benson Naylor

There is a girl in another time, another place
Through the mist of distance I paint her face.
She sings to me sweet melodies in perfect pitch.
This lovely girl lives just a little into my future.
Yet unconstrained by time, she is always there bleeding rich,
Sacrosanct in love and promise so crimson and pure.
Up in the sky sometimes I see her dancing there,
Teasing me to come and join her in the air.
To this lovely girl and to my heart I guarantee to
Cantillate my love while playing my didjeridoo.
With songs of wind and ice, and fire and truth
Her empty heart I will savory seal with splendid routh.

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By Jeffrey L. H. Naylor

Retired Professor of Literary Criticism/Philosophy/History. Retired USAR Lieutenant Colonel. Father of six.

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