Daily Long I To Hear Again

Daily long I to hear again Sweet tales told me in warm moonlight When birds no longer chirped nor sang Sweet songs sang you in bright sunshine When mortar and pestles in unity pounded Long, long ago it was Sweet stories of love rolled out of your mouth When chickens were roosting in closed baskets Sweet tunes emanated from your lovely throat When prying eyes had closed in deep sleep Long, long ago it was In warm embrace rested I on your shoulders When lost was I in the paradise of your love In total submission trusted I your sweet tongue When sweet smelling flowers of love blossomed Long, long ago it was And then came the years of the hungry locusts Then the sweetness of the songs stopped The ever flowing fountains of the tales ran dry The young roses catching fire withered coldly The warm moonlight came no more The bright sunshine came no more Your sweet tales I heard no more Your sweet voice sang no more But daily long I to hear again Sweet tales told me in warm moonlight Sweet songs sang you in bright sunshine