My Lady

My lady, they talk of ages they talk of patience,
They talk of the seen and the unseen..
They talk of all that had ever been,
Forgetting the presence in their preference for knowing the past though golden eyes,
You take what you have a gentle moment to be lived and live it with all your passion,
There is now and then there is the past..
Experience of worth is applied to the sensual and great wondering of today,

Future is a moment you create loving the present

eyes to wonder

oh i can see the eyes of a child the heart of a lover
close to my mind
a given breath in surprise
oh how you wonder
given gifts in plenty
to the eyes oh how should the soul hold ya
the beat of a heart - behind the eye that sees ya
lovers marked