The Natural Resound- Born Ear to Sound

What is love? But heart felt romance Once perfected In the province of France They speak love And utter it true Unto each other And under the moon You can’t find it alone Though you can feel it for free A gift from a lover Or someone so sweet Whether you hold hands Or make it as fact They way you lock eyes And never retract It is kept so true By holding a lie For it’s no ones right To ask for a why? Who would be it? With the taste of clamour Subtle it is The women want more A bright lit kiss Under the pines In the belle province She’ll always be mine Is it love? A sign? It’s perfected with time A night under starlight Breathing the wine If my heart is stole Would she cherish me whole? If she is one to remember I will remember her soul

Why oh why Does the sun now cry On sunny days I wouldn’t lie A cloud would part As light would dart Through a skyward window And kindle my heart But oh sky Clouds A chance I could make Clouds looming over A warm wind to shower Why oh why Does the sun now cry A timely distraction In this sun filled July  A cloud would part Then I could start Make for distractions That warm my heart But sun Oh mine Retreat as you climb Behind milky clouds You forever will shine And start this tear For a world of mine To know your cold shoulder Your warmth is still kind