Poetry is not a forte of mine, but with some devine help from Mine, and inpiration, via IM, is worth the attempt.

Longing kiss of suns' warmth
could not lift your face
from sudden fearful repose
Nor soft playful teasing
winds brushing your hair
still your face bowed low
Chittering of birdsong
whispers in your ear
all this, still, invane
If you would shed one tear
I would absolve all your fears
all wrong I would take blame
Speak to me of your will
my blood yours to spill
if only, to appease you again.

*Mine, feel free to edit where you see fit. Just please don't be too brutal <!-- s:lol: --><img src="{SMILIES_PATH}/gear_lol2.gif" alt=":lol:" title="Laughing" /><!-- s:lol: -->